I won the job lotto

I was just reading a sister-blogger's post (Almost Josephina) about veering off our planned life path.  I can relate.  I waited to go back to college until my kids were pretty much grown up. I enjoyed the experience and graduated with honors in 2004 at the ripe old age of , ahem, "my mid-forties."  Then, I had a stroke.  I continued to work for three years after the event, but jr. high kids are a bit much for someone with a few physical hurdles to deal with.  I now have a tic I can't get rid of. 

I had felt bad about "wasting my education," but have stumbled upon my calling, I think.  I have begun to teach occassional English classes to Spanish speaking adults.  The hours and pay are great, and my students no longer hate me.  People from Latin America think teachers are the bomb, and I get treated like a princess.  When they arrive at my class they smile and say hello, then actually take notes, ask questions, laugh at my jokes, and even sometimes ask for homework and tests.  Before they leave they erase my board and put it away, sometimes they even kiss me and leave scarlet lipstick all over my cheeks.  In other words, veering off my life's planned path hasn't turned out so badly.  God promises that the steps of a righteous person are ordered by no one other than Himself, so every now and then it doesn't hurt to go with the flow instead of fighting it.  We never know what new adventure or learning experience is around the bend.