All of have that one thing that, if we were to get it, it would make us whole. Or at least give us the illusion of feeling whole. For some its having children, others it is playing a sport with a particular team, or even just getting to spend time with an old friend that one has not seen in a long time. There are so many other things I could mention, but that is for another blog at a different time.
In my very first blog, I mentioned that I was a graduate (Master's) student at a university where I live, studying Communication. What I did not mention, however, was that I was in my last year as a Master's student, most people get done with the program in 2 years, I took 3. Anyway, what I have tried to do for the previous two years was to obtain a teaching assistantship in the Communication department, teaching two classes of our basic course. I was rejected both times. This spring, I applied again, figuring it to be a bit of a long shot because I have so little time left. At that time, I was again told no, for the reasons I assumed.
However last Wednesday, I received a phone call from the person who does the hiring for the basic courses at my university. He asked if I was still interested in teaching, to which I replied "YES" and tried not to squeal until AFTER I got off of the phone with him. This is the thing that I have been waiting for, for so long, and the thing that I feel makes me feel whole.
This is one of those things that supports my reasoning of a higher power. The last two years, if I would have gotten hired, there would have been significant roadblocks put in front of me during the semester. My first semester, my husband was still healing from a back surgery that he had over the summer (at age 22!). In spring 2010, my second semester, my father was in the hospital for a month. In fall 2010, my father had just passed away (at age 51, 10 days from his 52nd birthday), and I was an absolute wreck. It was difficult for me to muster up the energy to rise from my bed and go to classes and my assistantship that I had received, working in an office related to the college campus.
If I had received the teaching assistantship position anytime before now, I would not have been able to perform. I would not have been a good instructor for my students, because of all of my personal things going on during my first 4 semesters of graduate school. I had even given up hope for this semester, and resigned myself to just teaching after I completed my degree. I am so glad to finally get this opportunity.