Image via Wikipediait really got me thinking about things. i mean, when thinking of my mom, i guess I was probably her novel too, as is the case with many parents, i'm sure. most parents, when asked, would say that their children are their biggest accomplishment. but what about the rest of the people? i mean, what about the other people who DO have a novel or other big thing? and more importantly and relavent...i don't have a novel.
after the past few days of not being at work, it's put a lot in perspective. in the beginning, i thought that the job was the hardest one i had ever done. now, after time, it's become apparent that it's really not...and that instead of having to have amazing organizational skills and special talents, that maybe you just have to catch on and have a memory of a process...that you are going to repeat over, and over, and over again. it's a job that you don't really need any special training for at all and in reality, the person that i'm "replacing", started it pretty much right out of high school and has "outgrown" it. and i know, in a while, i could be put in another job...but i'm even thinking about how that, doesn't even really seem very purposeful.
so, i'm learning...i need a life full of purpose and making a difference. whereas, when i was a school counselor, maybe some people viewed it as a hack job, i knew i was making a difference. i knew that at least one time a day, some child felt special that i had taken some time to talk to them and care. i know that today, when i see one boy in particular in the local grocery store that he works in (he's now in high school), that he remembers me and says hi. in real estate, you could go the extra mile and make someone's experience a good one, so that they would recommend you, and so that they would have a fantastic expereince when everyone else was having bad ones. when i was an adoption worker, well, you can only guess how you touch people's lives in that way.
i would venture to say that this is the first job that i've had with very little, or none of that quality. in addition, its not like there is a lot in my personal life that is involved in a cause or passionate issue. i pretty much go to work, go to the grocery store, come home, make food, and go to bed. i've been quite content on the weekend to sit around doing useless things, because my schedule is so overwhelmed.
but while the schedule is overwhelmed, my life is underwhelmed....and i need to change that around. i need my novel.



3 comments:
Hey lady... this is freakin' deep... but you have a great way of putting things into perspective via analogy...are least the undertanding of it all
We need a novel too .. we are working on ours. You know what that is. And if that doesn't work in any sense of the word... then... i would probably commit myself to a life of volunteering to help people to feel how i want to.
Does that make sense?
This is a lovely post. Straight from the heart.
You didn't ask for suggestions, so if this doesn't fit, just forget it.
If your job doesn't fit your passion, but you need the job, then maybe finding another outlet for that passion works for you. Volunteer in some capacity that would be fulfilling to you.
I am still really struggling with the fact that we are not going to be parents & it is tearing me up. But part of that passion is just being with kids. I've been blessed recently to meet a family where i've the opportunity to make a difference (small) in the kids' lives & to spend time with each of them individually. I think i'll still always ache over the mama issue, but it is so good to have this opportunity. (And good for me to be able to take them home after a couple of hours.)
Blessings on you dear. Hope you soon find an answer.
both good ideas, you two! i agree...if it's not in the job, then it needs to come from somewhere. i have something in the mix that may just be the thing! ;) more later!
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