Wednesday, February 6, 2013

I believe in sweat and miracles

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And then the sky opens up, and God says,

“My dear, sweet, under-caffeinated child…. here. For your efforts.”

I got my residency! Booyah! (I’m not sure where “booyah” is coming from, but it just feels right). I cannot possibly express my joy, gratitude, and excitement for my next chapter. I was really struggling as I thought about my needs for the coming year and the uncertainties of where my path might lead me. My work as a therapist is my heart. So is my family. With job prospects scattered all over the country, I felt completely torn by the thought of potentially having to leave Sam and my dad. The old man is retiring within a matter of months. How could I possibly leave him during his time of transition into a life post Mama Pearl? I just couldn’t fathom such a thing. I couldn’t leave my men. The idea that a) a position existed that would fit all of my career goals and personal needs and b) that I would land said position seemed nearly outlandish. I might as well start praying for unicorns again.

But then somehow… it all comes together. Exactly how I needed it, exactly when I needed it. I got the mythical position I was dreaming of. Big Man, you’re the bomb.

Here’s to You and hard work paying off,

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4 comments:

  1. So sometimes there ARE unicorns, when and how you really need them. Congratulations!

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    1. Jac!! haha amazing. I swear my mind went to the exact same place. Unicorns do exist.

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