Did I know that the dean was going to let me go? Perhaps. I wasn't exactly surprised when she told me.
But, as the result of many conversations with Susan, I have come up with some alternatives to that line of thought.
Because I was unhappy, because I was thinking about different jobs, because I wanted to be more creative,
the universe gave me what I asked for. An opportunity to think about what I really wanted to do and to claim it.
It is true that I was offered teaching jobs just DAYS after deciding that I wanted to remain a teacher.
So perhaps that is reality. Perhaps I asked for what I wanted, and I got it.
Of course, that doesn't mean that I didn't feel rejected, sad, angry, and bitter for much of the rest of the semester, but the idea that I had something to do with the changes did help me to weather them.