It's time to say goodbye to my career as a firefighter. I worked my last day Thurday and I will no longer be employed by the Town of Weaverville after May 13th. Am I sad? Yes I am. I worked very hard to get where I was. I put a lot of sweat and even blood into getting there. I can't help that I have an injury. I worked very hard to try to improve but this is as good as it gets. Maybe I will improve as time passes. The doctor told me that's a possibility but there's no way to know for sure how long it could take or if it will even happen. Time will tell.
I have a meeting and orientation with vocational rehab this coming week and I will be given a guidance counselor and they will help me figure out what career would be best for me. I feel like it's my senior year of high school again with all the pressures of trying to decide what I want to do with my life. The difference is that I knew what I wanted to do then and I went for it. Now my options are a little more limited but I know my education will be paid for so that takes a lot of stress off of me.
I have a few things I would like to go to school for but it's hard to come out of a career knowing I will never be able to go back into it and now pick a new one. I'm 25 years old, I'm married and have 2 kids, 1 of which starts kindergarten in 3 months and here I am trying to figure out what to do with the rest of my life. It's not easy. I'm excited about going back to school though. I really want to jump in with all I have and do the best I can and make the most of this opportunity and enjoy it.