📚 From the Classroom to the Boutique: How My Book Club Brought Me Back to My First Love

I knew I wanted to be an English teacher when I was a junior in high school. With singular focus, I pursued that dream — earning a B.A. in English, a M.Ed. in Secondary English Education, and an M.A. in English. My path seemed clear.

But then something unexpected happened — I didn’t get the job.

While I waited for the next opportunity, I worked as an adjunct professor in the English Department at Casper College and helped my mom part-time at her clothing store. Around that time, my parents purchased the Coral West building next door, renovated it, and opened a discount clothing store on the lower level. My mom needed a manager, and I needed steady work.

Fast forward twenty-five years, and here I am — a second-generation women’s clothing boutique owner in Casper, Wyoming who never became an English teacher.

Even though my career took a different turn, I still use my English background every single day — through writing, communication, and storytelling. But there was always something missing: my deep love for literature and the joy of discussing books with others.

A few years ago, I decided to do something about that — and started a book club.

Our very first book was Silas Marner — I thought we’d stick to the classics. But over time, this incredible group of women has opened my world to new authors, genres, and perspectives. Some of my favorites have been The Covenant of Water, Hello Beautiful, and A Gentleman in Moscow.

And although I was hesitant, they even convinced me to dive into grittier reads like The Women and Lilac Girls. Right now, I’m finishing my very first Stephen King novel, The Talisman — and loving it more than I ever expected.

Even with a busy schedule, I look forward to our book club nights — filled with wine, snacks, and thoughtful conversation that challenges me to think beyond my usual comfort zone.

It’s a wonderful reminder that while life doesn’t always go according to plan, it often leads us somewhere even more meaningful. In my case, that path led from the classroom to the boutique — and eventually, back to the books that started it all.

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