…about the next steps.
I wonder about all the things, really... my ability to parent, my ability to "wife," and honestly, my ability to simply navigate my day to day breathing, steps from one place to another... whether I'm good enough or just "enough" in general.
I wonder about whether or not I'm the best Grom I could be to those incredible grombees of mine. I love them so, but I feel so incredibly guilty that I'm not different or better
I wonder about all that, but specifically, today - well, over the last couple weeks, honestly - it's a work/ career validation "wonder"...
...I wonder whether or not I've made a grave mistake.
I was at Lee Christian for five years, minus the few months I spent at BT Bullock in 2022. Which—if I’m being honest—I still have to remind myself was not a mistake. It was a lesson. A very clarifying one. It reminded me, in no uncertain terms, how much I am not meant for public school. Lesson learned.
I grew there. I lost there. I messed up there. I learned hard things about leadership, people, and myself. And I don’t believe any of it was wasted. Nothing ever really is.
What hasn’t changed is the people. I still have my LCS family and my LCS friends, and that matters more than anything. Nathan, Aubrey, Kristen, Kelley, Miranda, Trish, Jessica, Natalie, the boys, Gloria, Craig, Bonham, Gracie—those relationships don’t disappear just because a role does.
Now I’ll step into a different identity: a Lee Christian mom, with friends and family who work there. No more perks of being a Falcon, I suppose—but still very much part of the flock.
For months, I’ve said it out loud—to friends, colleagues, Andrew, Natalie, and anyone else who would listen: I miss teaching. I was deeply passionate about what I was building at Lee Christian—PATHways and everything that came with it—but I missed the daily work of the classroom. I missed planning and dreaming up lessons, working with students on reading, projects, and vocabulary, and being in the steady rhythm of learning alongside kids each day.
I held onto hope that the team we had assembled would create more space for that—to work more closely with high school students, to co-teach alongside teachers, maybe even to build a cooking or baking classroom rooted in the kind of project-based learning our kids so clearly need.
And yet, beneath all of that hope, there was a quiet but persistent nudge in my spirit—in my heart, in my heartspace—that something wasn’t aligned. A whisper I couldn’t ignore, telling me that Andrew and I weren’t on the same page… and perhaps never would be.
Maybe that makes me impatient. That’s possible.
But I also know this: God’s timeline rarely looks like mine.
In mid-November, I stepped away from LCS for a few days to spend time with Aaron before my total hysterectomy, fully expecting to be out through Christmas while I recovered. What I didn’t expect was that those days would quietly become my last as a Falcon.
During that medical break—one that conveniently (and mercifully) included both Thanksgiving and Christmas—I was offered an unexpected opportunity. The decision was deeply difficult, layered with emotion and uncertainty, but ultimately it was one I couldn’t pass up.
I’ve learned that God sometimes does His most meaningful work in the spaces we never planned to stop, to take breaths... the pauses He often creates for us to take notice in the quiet. While I was healing, resting, and carrying the weight of a season unfolding differently than I’d imagined—one that asked me to release control instead of pressing forward—He was already laying groundwork for something I didn’t yet know existed.
His path led me to wonder...
...and to Wonder...
and back to the classroom in a way I hadn’t known I was longing for.
Click here for my new adventure: Wonder Learning Center team
...stay tuned... new chapter begins January 5, 2026...
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