I just made one of the hardest decisions that I've ever had to make...
I decided to resign from teaching dancing after this, my eleventh, year.
After I spoke with Tanya this morning, the owner of Motion Express, I cried at my desk. And I mean c-r-i-e-d. It's been a long time since I've cried like that.
It hurts my heart to realize that after dancing for 24 years of my life, I'd ever have a reason to stop.
Hopefully this is just temporary and when our family gets a little older, I'll be able to go back. It's just too hard for me on Wednesdays to work all day, see Isaac for 15 minutes while I scarf down food to go teach dancing and be away from him for 4 more hours. By the time I get home at 9:30 pm, he's asleep and down for the night.
I've gone through so many scenarios in my head to try to make it work... and it just won't work right now.
What a sad day in my world. When I feel like this, everything seems to have a grayish tone to it. Although the gray could just be the tears that keep welling up in my eyes.
I know I'll calm down, but I don't know if I'll ever get over it. It took me 4 months to finally come to this decision.
I have about two months left in this school year. It's been a great year for me at the studio. My competition group has done very well and my teen classes that I teach with my little sister, Sara, are so much fun... At least I'm leaving on a good note.
Now if I could only remember to breathe today, I think I might start feeling better...