Riding my bike to work

The same fall that my son left for college, I started a new job.  It was part-time working with  special needs children at the elementary school near my home.  My degree was in secondary education and I never did teach high school English as I once hoped to do decades ago.  My teaching certificate had expired long ago and I spent 8 years as a substitute, loving the flexibility of that job that alas, was viewed as a necessary evil by most people(even me).
I was so happy to be working!  The staff was great and I had friends there. There were challenges but it was new and thought provoking work. I was contributing and hoping to work into full-time.  The economy was crashing as I rode my bicycle to work with the wind in my face! I felt like a kid again doing that. Suddenly that job became very important as selling luxury cars in the Detroit inner city became quite challenging for Dalgleish Cadillac. I will talk more about my husband's family business later.
Five weeks into the job, I get called to the principal's office.  I thought it was about one of the students but when I got there, a woman was sitting at a table in the office and the principal and I sat down with her. She was there to tell me that my part-time position at the school was being eliminated. I swallowed my heart because I was so taken off guard.  She then said that there were two part-time positions at another school that if I was interested I could combine them to be full time. I said that I was interested and that I understood how these things happen.  I saw relief in both of them because hey, it's not easy to let someone go. I was sad to leave and little did I know, I would be back there again in two years.