so much goodness on the link-up today. Lisa-jo shared two wonderful entries…Tonya‘s sharing of what FMF is to her, and also some inRL connections that some of the beautiful FMF writers were able to make. How fabulous is that. Connecting not only online but in real life as well…I love it. Lisa-jo has connected a fabulous ‘family’ of writers here…I am so blessed to be able to contribute my meager offering.
So…writing for five minutes on one topic…without editing or worry about what others will think. Heart pouring out as we all free-write on the same topic. Don’t forget to check in with those wonderful writers around you… and see what the topic brought of their hearts and leave some blog love.
Working at Starbucks is the last place I would have expected to be. When I was in high-school I knew that I wanted a University education. I wanted to be a teacher. When I was young I was forever defaulting to role of teacher when my brother and I would play our ‘let’s pretend’ games. I knew that I wanted to help people, to help give them a voice…and being a teacher was the most logical step.
However when I went to school, it was for Social work. After one semester and seeing all the red tape I would encounter, I immediately changed to English and History as my program of choice. I did all my volunteer placements in the school about 5 minutes from our school. I loved that school and loved my involvement with the students and was blessed to be under some absolutely amazing teachers who spoke into my life and my love of children.
After graduation, I began to realize that because I had attended a Christian University, many of the teacher’s colleges here in Ontario were not willing to accept my degree and I gave p my search to become a teacher. I also experienced a life changing event during this time, which had me in a place of trying to figure out next steps in my life.
After having time to ‘recover’ for five months my parents encouraged me to look into getting a job. I ended up at a coffee shop called Tim Horton’s. I was thankful for a job…but really overwhelmed by the very derogatory atmosphere I found myself working in. God blessed me with a couple dear friends and an amazing supervisor and I found myself able to continue on. But I was unhappy and then found myself connecting with someone who told me about Starbucks. I applied and became a barista 7 years ago. And it isn’t where I saw myself spending the last 7 years of my life…I had other plans.
I went away to teacher’s college two years ago…and it ended up being another life experience that totally blew me off the path of what I thought my life was going to look like. I am thankful that I was able to return home and also return to Starbucks as I continue to seek out what is next on the journey for me, according to this plans. I know now that while plans should be made, there isn’t a lot that turns out exactly how I thought I would look…and I’m learning to be content in this season of life, and where he has me serving him