Lately, I’ve been pondering this question on a more personal level, as far as, where do I belong? Is it here? There? ANYwhere?
Am I there YET?
January marked a sort of graduation for my family. My husband and I sensed it was time to close the homeschooling chapter, after much prayer. Immediately, (and I’m not kidding) the door opened for my sons to attend a Christian school that’s been wonderful for them. They witness to others, pray for friends, show compassion to hurt friends, and learn how to walk with God. And our homeschool couldn’t have better prepped them!
Throw Momma from the Train
Well, when a family stops homeschooling, momma stops working. Abruptly….like going 80 MPH, and slamming on the brakes into a brick wall.
Moving from waking early for prayer time, prepping lessons, gathering materials, prepping to also teach a weekly class of 12 middle schoolers, while still in PJs…etc., etc., well, you get the picture. To dropping my sons off, coming home, and sitting around, teary-eyed for three weeks missing them…..IT’S BEEN ROUGH! Not gonna lie!
It’s taken time. “Time heals all wounds,” right?
So, I knew it was time to seek employment again. Y’all………a technical writer seeking a job at 48 YO in 2018, is nothing short of, um, well, stepping into the Twilight Zone? All the work from home jobs are A LIE.
They don’t exist!
They sit on a throne of LIES.
And after being rejected from Cracker Barrel, CFA, and Kohl’s, it was time to hunker down.
A NY Minute
A gal from NYC (at least that’s what my phone said) emailed about a resume writer gig. Ok, cool, I did that a hundred years ago, when it didn’t require a resume-writing certificate (why didn’t I think of that in 2000??) She scheduled a phone call to discuss and I accepted. When I answered, she sounded like she was under cover, in a narrow NYC ally, on a special ops drug bust with the cops! Whispering, sirens in the background, a little aloof to my answers, scripted…I said, “wow, it’s noisy there, ay?”
I declined that one.
Next came taking 10 writing and editing “SKILL ASSESSMENT” tests to prove my worth……Really? I paid for three years of grad school while working f/t for THIS???? Ok, maybe I got a little fleshy and rebellious, but dang.
Then, I scored a position using my gifts and talents in real estate. Finally! Grateful for what God gave me, but it’s been pretty difficult keeping J-man in his therapies.
Another transition….really? Anyway, sit tight. When I land, I’ll post an update.
In the meantime, God dropped Psalm 25:4-5 on me, “Show me the path where I should walk, O Lord; point out the right road for me to follow. Lead me by your truth and teach me, for you are the God who saves me. All day long, I put my hope in you.”
He is good!