Searching for a job is a JOB itself! After two years of grad school, I’m back to where I started in December 2006 after graduating with a Bachelors and where I found myself in March 2009 after being laid off from my first “real” job after college. It took me ten months to land that job too, and it was my “dream” job – working at a magazine. At least it was my dream at the time. Ten months of completing applications, making follow-up calls, going to interviews – many times with no feedback or response from employers – whew, just the thought.
It was worse the second time around after being laid off and spending about a year job searching. I thought surely I’d find a job with my experience, but to no avail. Once again, I was submitting my updated resume, completing applications, making follow-up calls, and going to interviews – and the phone, it barely rang; my inbox, it rarely got a response email; me, I was barely making it. I was 24 and unemployed with bills to pay. I hit a low point. I withdrew from family and friends – I just wanted to be alone. Thankfully, I was blessed to be living with aunts who understood my plight and helped me along the way – as well as other friends and family members. Nevertheless, I knew my journey had to continue. After the first six months of job searching, I decided it was time to go back to school. I had thought about getting my Masters and now seemed like a good time to do so. I began by looking at alternative routes for teaching that offered an advanced degree. When those didn’t work out, I decided to look into Master Programs. Within the next few months I had decided on a program, moved home, applied, interviewed, and gotten accepted – but, the job search continued.
This has been an interesting school year. In my last post I was entering the last year of my Master’s program and beginning practicum/internship. I had no idea what was in store for me. Great things. Great people. Granted, there were a few hiccups along the way due to differences in communication, but when looking at the “big picture” I can truly say I had a successful year overall. My purpose was to help others and that’s what I did. I spent the last year working with a university program for students on academic probation and with the university’s counseling center. It was a little stressful and time-consuming at times [the admin part], but most of the time it was fun, interesting, uplifting, eye-opening, and INSPIRING!
I worked with students ranging from freshmen to 2nd-year seniors of all ages, races, majors, socio-economic statuses, etc. They were all different, but they all had one thing in common: In their own little way, they inspired me. You see, I was there to help them. Life had thrown them a curve ball and they were picking themselves up and dusting off while I was there to help them find their way to first base. In the process [on the way to first base], many of them shared the details of their struggle [the curve ball] and I was inspired by their strength and their determination. Now, if you were to ask them about this strength and determination that I speak of some would probably deny its existence. But, I saw what many of them were unable to see – what many others don’t take the time to see. I saw them from the inside out – and I was truly inspired.
Today, I just want to say Thank You – not only to my students, but also to the students around the world that they represent. So…
Sooo… It’s been a while since I’ve posted something and a lot has happened in the past five months. I made it through my first summer classes in grad school (whew!). I had a full load, and I worked two jobs so that was an adventure. In the end, I came out with all A’s [YAY Me , lol]. To celebrate, I took a vacation to visit a friend in Miami! This week, reality set back in when classes started Monday. I started my 2nd [and last] year of the program, so it’s bitter-sweet. I don’t have many classes, but I’ve started Practicum [for those who don’t know it’s when you’re required to work in your field of study to gain some experience – it’s like an internship, but requires less hours]. Being that my field of study is counseling, I’ll be working with people [other than my classmates] individually and in groups. I’ve already had a few meetings this week, and I sense it’s going to be an interesting, exciting, and challenging semester!
I think of it as I’m embarking on a new journey, and there are so many things that come to mind when I think about this journey that I’m on… the past, the present, and the future. As a beginning counselor, I think about things that I’ve said and done in the past and wonder how I could have handled situations differently. I think about where I am in my life now and how I can apply the things I’m learning to help myself [and others] through challenges that may occur. Then, I think about where I’ll be 5 years from now… a year from now, even. There’s so many aspects to consider [career, relationship/family, etc.] that it’s scary and exciting at the same time! I know these are all journeys that I will begin soon. As of now, I’m just taking things one day at a time.
Something that I try to remember along the way is that I can’t change the past. Yesterday is gone. Today is a new day – a new start – another chance to get things right/make things right/be a better ME [YOU]! And tomorrow is not promised, so I must live Today to the fullest!
I’ve been so busy lately, that I don’t always adhere to that last part, but I’m working on it! 😉 Interested in keeping up with my journey?! Subscribe! There’s more to come!
It’s been a long time coming. For the last two years, I’ve been inhaling and inhaling – the disappointment, the hurt, the pain, the negative urges… Oh, the things I wanted to say and the things I wanted to do – but never acted on – well, except for those few times I allowed myself to stoop. Those were the times I exhaled a little. But those exhales weren’t filled with relief; they were filled with the hurt, pain, and anger that I wanted to release. And yet, I still found myself hurting. And so goes my journey to truly exhale…
I was hurting on the inside from something that was done to me. Initially, I responded in a positive way, but somewhere along the [communication] lines things got negative. “What about my hurt and my pain,” I thought. “What about the things that were said and done to me”? “Did anyone think about my feelings”? “Did anyone care”? I believe that actions speak louder than words. First, the actions were foul – and now, so were the words. So, I retaliated [verbally].
Sometimes, saying Goodbye is the best thing to do.
Last week I reached a milestone. And I must say, I’m very proud of myself. When I think about where I was this time last year; I am proud, and I am thankful for how far I have come.
I have been tested in many ways. My faith has been tested. My strength has been tested. My patience has been tested. My character has been tested. My ability to Love, Forgive, Let Go, and find Peace has been tested. I – have truly been tested.