Beginnings and Endings

So often, we go about our day-to-day lives, passing the same things, seeing the same people, and we become comfortable.  Maybe its complacency for some, but for me it was what was comfortable – what was expected.  One of those things that I passed everyday were the signs in the library at my school.  The librarian posted quotes on the windows and I read them occasionally.  One of those quotes took on a whole new meaning for me recently.  It read…


“Beginnings are scary.  Endings are sad.  It’s the middle that counts.”

 – Anonymous


I’ve been spending quite a bit of time over the course of the past two years thinking that I was no longer making a difference.  Things had gotten so difficult that I couldn’t see past the circumstances and I had taken my eyes off of what really matters.  You see, I didn’t know that I was in the middle and that the end was drawing near.

At the end of April, God started me on a journey that will lead to new things, new adventures, new places, new people, and a new job in a new country.  Some of you may know, others may not…

I have accepted a position in Shanghai, China teaching fourth grade students at an international school there!!!!

Accepting this position meant that I was going to also do something that was more difficult than I thought it would be.  It would mean bringing to an end my time in a place that I have, in essence, “grown up”.  I moved to Cambridge right after I graduated from college – God has placed so many people in my life that have taught me and enriched my life in so many ways during my time here.  I began to think about all of the things that I have learned and all of the people who will forever be a part of my heart.  The gravity of what an ending feels like started to sink in and IT IS HARD…

Today was my last day at the school where I have spent the last eight years of my nineteen year career.  As I was walking out of the school for what will likely be the last time, I rushed out so that I wouldn’t really think about it.  I had hugged some of the teachers on my team that I may not see again before I leave.  I wasn’t expecting the tears that came – but, they did.  After our end of the year celebration picnic, there were more hugs, but fewer tears.  Maybe it hasn’t fully sunk in just yet…

I mentioned earlier that I didn’t know it was the middle and the end was near.  For some time, I felt like I wasn’t making a difference.  I love when God chooses to show me that I can’t always see what He is doing when I’m in the middle of it.  He chose to show me that even when I couldn’t see it, my work wasn’t in vain.

I was tagged in a Facebook post that I saw this afternoon.  My student, Z, had his picture taken for the Community and Schools Together page.  He was quoted as saying “I learned about poetry.  I wrote a poem in RELA about how I felt when my great grandma and Pop-Pop died.”  It may not seem like much, but it spoke volumes to me.  You see, I felt like I had not made a difference for Z.  I must have said his name fifty times each hour he was in my room for talking or otherwise driving me nuts:)  BUT I WAS WRONG!  I’m thankful that God found a way to show that to me.  It makes the ending a bit easier…


As I began this journey with a series of single steps, it didn’t seem so scary.  But, with each passing day, I sometimes stop looking at the pieces and get overwhelmed with the whole “elephant.”  THAT IS SCARY.  But, as they say, “there’s only one way to eat an elephant…one bite at a time.”

But, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am going only because this is the path that God wants me to be on now.  I don’t know for how long and I don’t need to know.  Journeys like this are faith filled risks.  They are meant to teach me to trust Him more and to be assured that when I am in the center of His will, there is no better place to be.  So, when the beginning is scary or the endings make me sad in the coming months, I hope that I will remember that I am going where I am supposed to be going, He will continue to guide me, and I am safe with Him.


So, to all the people who have crossed my path and touched my life over the course of the past nineteen years, there are no adequate words to express exactly what you mean to me and how grateful I am.  I can only hope that the words of Paul McCartney and John Lennon can better encapsulate how I feel in thinking about beginnings and endings.

Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.  Here’s to the next adventure…

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8 Comments

  1. Leslie Moore says:

    Wow! I really am excited for you and will be following your Blog. I will miss you.

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    1. Krista says:

      Thanks! I will miss you too.

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  2. I’m so so happy for you. I envy your courage and it prompts me to question my own possibilities. I have loved you since the first time I met you. I will be praying for and your new adventure. Until…

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    1. Krista says:

      Thank you so much. You are so dear to my heart. I appreciate your prayers for my new journey – I’m sure I will need lifting up a lot! It will be difficult, but I’m sure it will be worth it!!

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    1. Krista says:

      You’re welcome – thanks for reading my blog!

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  3. Kim Reddish says:

    I am so excited for you. I know exactly what you mean about being in the middle. I know I am called to a purpose, but sometimes I feel mired down along the way. I can’t wait to hear about your new adventure.

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    1. Krista says:

      Thank you so much Kim! I’m sure I will have much to write about. Hopefully, I’ll get to read more from you as well:)

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