This past year was by far my best year of teaching.
The kind where everything clicked — not because it was perfect, but because it was purposeful.
The kind of year that reminded me exactly why I chose this path in the first place.
And honestly, it’s only encouraged me to want more — to do more.
I don’t know exactly what that “more” looks like yet.
But if this year has shown me anything, it’s that I don’t have to wait for permission or stay confined to a classroom to keep making an impact.
I can create my own space in education.
I can build something that feels just as meaningful — maybe even more.
Because education isn’t tied to a room number or a bell schedule.
It’s tied to people. It’s tied to moments of growth. It’s tied to a belief that change is possible — anywhere.
Leaving the traditional classroom doesn’t mean leaving the mission.
It just means taking it with me into new, wider spaces.
Spaces I get to design.
Spaces where curiosity, creativity, and courage don’t have ceilings.
This isn’t the end.
It’s just a new chapter — one I’m excited (and a little scared) to start writing.
And if this year was any indication, the best is still ahead.
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