I had hoped by now I would have completed a thorough and
exhaustive career search discovering some deep professional desires long lurking within me. That has not happened. I had hoped
by now my inner Hemmingway would have leapt forth and spilled out over pages
and pages of riveting text. That has not happened. I had hoped by now I
would be a size six. Well…you can probably guess how that’s gone…...not
happened!
Here’s what has happened; I have begun to understand that 3
years of discourse and stress takes a toll on you, and left unchecked begins to
change who you are. I have recognized that no matter how much you do right, lousy
people can end up holding some cards in your life, and you are subject to their
own shortcomings. I have also discovered
that starting over is a small price to pay for choosing peace over chaos.
The other day I was at the dry cleaner and I ran into a
friend of mine from the media world. She had this beautiful, warm smile and
quickly congratulated me on my “new job”. I chuckled and asked where I was
working? The truth is that I have not made one step towards finding employment
just yet – but it’s nice to be talked about. After six months of doing laundry
and trying out recipes even the notion that I could be relevant is exciting. I certainly
haven’t ruled out a return to the media – but I haven’t ruled out anything else
either. I do know that I hope to be
working somewhere, doing something, sometime this fall. That’s about as far as
I’ve gotten.
It seems I seldom leave the house without bumping into a
former listener with a kind word, and a desire to know where I’ve gone. I
suppose to the naked eye I would appear to have gone nowhere. I can assure you though;
the last six months have brought me miles from where I was.
Enjoy the sunshine, and thanks for reading!
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