Doubts

Sometimes I am so proud of myself for moving out on my own. I moved into a community in which I knew no one, lived by myself for the first time ever, found a church all by myself, and have managed to keep a job and pay my bills. Sometimes, though, I wonder what I am doing. I love my job. I love it. But, at the end of the day, I wonder if it is enough. Choose a career you love and you'll never have to work a day in your life; but if your career is all you have, what do you do when you go home at night? This isn't enough. I miss my friends. I miss my family. I work in the best school district in the entire state, but I don't know how long I can do this.