In a recent dream, I found myself plucking away petals from a daisy. As I pulled a petal off, I said “I love my job” ... then I’d pull another and say “I love my job not.” You could say I was like Alfalfa from Little Rascals determining if Darla loved him or not. Was I happy in my job? Should I consider changing careers? Am I too far invested in the company? Was I content with my life? As the questions ran through my head, I realized this wasn’t a dream; it was a reality check.
I’d been out of college for several years and was not where I imagined I would be. It was time to evaluate my life and determine what I wanted the future to look like. As I ran through the questions, I knew a change was in store. I came to realize I didn’t love my job; it was nothing I had an interest in. I was in the position for the money, not for the passion of the job. I wanted to know what it felt like to wake up every morning and be excited to go to work … I wanted to love my job.
Doesn’t everyone?
So the job hunt began, application after application, interview after interview, with no success. As the months passed by, I started to think maybe this job was where I was supposed to be. Until one day, just another Monday at work, when my cell phone rang. My heart started racing as I recognized the number from a company I had interviewed with. I FINALLY landed a job! My adrenaline was high I couldn’t stop shaking. I couldn’t believe I was about to leave the only job I had known since college. Was I ready for change?
After reality sank in, I packed my office belongings in a box and said my goodbyes. I was off to start a new chapter in life. And let me tell you, this new chapter has been nothing but a whirlwind of change and excitement. I have come to realize all good things come with patience: Never give up on the dreams you have, for one day they will come true.
Written by: Monica Schafer is the sales and service coordinator for Serendipity Media, LCC, publisher of West Michigan Woman magazine.
