Jesus said, “Now is your time of grief, but I will see you again and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy.” John 16:22
It’s been many months since I’ve even thought about blogging. Seems like after we lost our little Keats I kind of lost my mojo! Of course, there are several other reasons as well. Lately, though, I’ve been missing this creative outlet. I certainly haven’t stopped cooking, and last year I won a prize in a cooking contest that enabled me to buy a really good camera. So no more excuses!
This is just going to be a catch up post, and then I’ll get back to adding recipes pictures and other fun stuff. So some of the other reasons. First of all, I got a wonderful new job. A few years ago I completed my master’s degree. I had gotten my bachelor’s in my early 40s when I was working at kind of a dead end job and wondering where to go. One of my teachers had really encouraged me to go on in my education and it had been in the back of my mind fermenting away.
From there I started at a company that specialized in project management, and although that company suffered immensely during the economic crisis, they helped me in two ways. One way (and the most important) was that I learned I love the profession of project management, which sparked my return to school, and the second was by contributing a small amount to my college fund.
While I was at my other job, I prayed two things almost every day. One was that I would remember who I was really working for and that I would do the very best job I could, and the other was that I would get a job at the company I now work at (if that was where I was supposed to be). One of the reasons I wanted to work for this particular company is because they truly have a culture of being part of a community, not just in a community. So for about 6 months I applied diligently for every opening I thought might fit my skill set with no luck. Understand, this is a very large company (a Fortune 25 company actually), so getting a foot in the door is very difficult without a referral.
One day an old friend called me and told me that she was working at this particular company (and still is) and that they had sent out a memo asking for referrals. She asked me if I’d send her my resume, which I did the next day.
Almost right away I got a call from a person who is now one of my teammates. He asked me if we could set up a phone interview, which we did. You can’t imagine how excited I was about this opportunity. And you can’t imagine how disappointed I was when I called him the next day at the appointed time and he quickly excused himself, saying he had another call he had to take. We set another time for the next day, but I was pretty puzzled. I stayed positive though, and the next day we had a very nice conversation, which culminated in being asked to come in for a face to face with his supervisor and the division supervisor.
The night before my interview was the night we had to put Keats to sleep. So I went to the interview the next day with a heavy heart and did my best. I ended up meeting two great people and really enjoyed talking with them. After a couple more phone interviews I got a job offer for a senior project manager! Which of course I accepted. So I feel very much like this was job I was meant to have. I work with a great group of project managers, and recently the people I originally interviewed with shared a very funny story with me.
I had been puzzled by the fact that my first telephone interview was cut short so abruptly, but I hadn’t ever asked my teammate what had actually happened that day. Turns out that the team had googled me to get a picture of who I really was (which is a great idea!). So I went to a school that’s in Colorado Springs, CO. And I worked for a company called Whipper Snapper Designs. And apparently there was an *adult* store in Colorado Springs called Whipper Snapper (I did do a Google search and came up empty handed, so I’m thinking it’s closed). But the point is that my future team sort of thought that I had owned a store like that. So they weren’t sure I’d actually fit in at the company. However, they then read some of these blog posts, and quickly came to the conclusion that it wasn’t real likely that I would own a store like that! They just recently shared that story with me when we were on a team trip out of state. That totally cleared things up for me and really made me giggle.
Another thing that’s been on my mind is my little mama, who has struggled with Parkinson’s disease for over 20 years. And boy, is she ever a trooper. She’s done great with it. The last two years, though, have been pretty rough. Now we can see the disease taking its toll and causing lots of issues. I can see she’s not as sharp. She doesn’t like to play games any more. She can’t really do buttoning or zippering any more. If she can get up out of the chair she can still walk, but she does shuffle and freeze. It’s very hard to see someone who was so vibrant and so full of life be so limited. But she never feels sorry for herself. Ever. She’s funny and sweet and loving, and I HATE what this disease has done to her. And I hate that I can’t do anything to make it better.
Just recently she had to go into a nursing home after she’d been taken to the hospital for what they thought was a heart attack. Forunately, it’s a pinched nerve, but it caused her such pain! And she’s very little, only weighs about 90 pounds. I am so sorry she has to go through this stuff, but I am extremely blessed to have been gifted with such a wonderful mom. She has always been my greatest supporter and confidant, helping me with wise advice and love anytime I needed her. My mom has been strong in her faith and had a positive attitude her entire life. As one of 14 children, she has a unique perspective on life and has always been willing to try new things.
Another thing that’s kept me busy is spending time with some of the kids from my church. I’ve never had children and wished that I had. And guess what? I have some to hang out with now that I adore. We get together and do fun stuff, sometimes cooking, sometimes just hanging out, and we discovered a great place where you can paint your own ceramics and then the shop will bake them in a kiln. Lots of fun and I’m so grateful they’re in my life.
But, I think what really got me thinking about blogging again is a recent tragedy. One of my dearest friends lost her 30 year old son in a terrible car accident a couple of weeks ago. Her pain is so palpable, and there isn’t a way to take on the pain on her behalf – although I think any of us who love her would do that if we could. But it got me thinking about how our time is so limited and we don’t know when it will be over. It’s my hope that I can make a small difference in someone’s life through this blog. Maybe I can make them smile, or think about someone they haven’t thought of in a very long time, or just share a recipe or tip that they’ll enjoy. So I’m going to try to start blogging more regularly and see where it takes me!