The weeks before the beginning of school use to be one of the best times of the year. The prep of the new school year as a Physed teacher was the best. New hoodies and shorts, organizing the gym and mezz, getting my equipment ready for my basketball and baseball teams and preparing for my Student Leadership Camp.
4.5 years ago that was stolen from me. The accident and recovery have stolen my ability to stand, sit, walk for any long durations of time and they (I stumble and fall a lot) all result in extreme pain and fatigue. Don't feel sorry for me, I'm doing well. I'm happily married and I have a beautiful baby girl. Not working is hard though. I never wanted to not work. I was born to be a coach and a teacher. I've instructed Martial Arts and ran baseball clinics associated with the Toronto Blue Jays when I was younger, and everything I did was work towards my goal of being an educator. I miss my students and my colleagues.
This time of year, has always been the beginning of a New Year for me and the start of my march towards Christmas. The pain sucks, but I guess it could be worse. I could still be paralyzed and needing my wheelchair. Instead my days are filled with raising my daughter and golfing Monday to Friday's at my Country Club (golf is my summer Physio) and my winters are spent at the gym and clinic doing Physio. Another good way of looking at it is, I get to spend a lot of time with my daughter. I hope she likes golf?
I just miss my job and this time of year really drives it home. I'm to young to be retired.
Thanks for reading and allowing me to get it off my chest.