Okay I get it. It's not the ideal situation we all want to be in right about now. Being cooped up in the house (especially if you're alone) can make you go crazy but here's the thing...for those of us that are constantly moving and never being able to enjoy the time and the life we have, this might be something good.
I work Mon-Fri. My day starts at 5:30 a.m. and isn't over until 10 p.m. And that is only if my mind allows me to rest. The only time I've not worked was my first two years of college. That entire time I lived hoping my parents would give me a dollar or two (which they did) and groceries. My friends would joke that I always had money in my pocket for someone who didn't work. Once I made it through my sophomore year, I was able to find work at the Cabazon outlets working for Gap. I hated working retail but it was money and for a college student paying for their survival and sorority life it was much needed.
Once I graduated college, I went on this sort of self discovery. I still worked in retail, moved home with my mom and kind of tried to figure out where I was meant to be. At this time I was still mourning the loss of my dad. Eventually I felt as if I wasn't doing what I should be doing and moved to LA. That lasted about 4 months until I found out I pregnant with Harper, my first daughter. I didn't know what I was going to do but I knew that I needed to grow up and so I did.
I went back to college and at 6 months I graduated with my first Masters in Business Administration with a concentration in marketing. I started working for the Salvation Army as a social service assistant and to this day I can say this was the most eye opening job I've ever experienced. Every person who walked through those doors was going through something. Hell, I was going through something. I was living on food stamps, making $10.15 an hour trying to support Harper and myself. I also had medical so I made it work. But I told myself that I wouldn't live on the system forever. I'd do everything in my power to make it out.
Next I would work in military housing for about a year and a half. Then I would move on as a digital media strategist. I loved that job for a bit. It was interesting to see how much people were consumed with complaining on Facebook. It was the little things that made people angry. What businesses need to understand is that social media can make or break you. If you weren't up to times you needed to get there.
When I found out I was pregnant with Zuri, my second daughter, I made a career change. I went on maternity leave and felt that now I needed to be home more. I didn't want to commute or not be able to attend the meaningful stuff that my girls were going to experience. I left my digital strategist job to start work as a receptionist at a middle school. I made it my year and became permanent. Throughout that time I discovered my passion for helping children. I started a new journey to become credentialed as a school counselor and a second Masters in Educational Counseling. By the end of July, I will have completed my core classes. Next is completing my hours to become credentialed. If it wasn't for my job, I'd be wondering where my next meal was going to come from during these tough times.
As scary as this situation is, I am going to embrace it to the fullest. I've never been able to stop and enjoy what God has given me. I know that once this is all over, I am going to have to go back to the reality of working my butt off to make sure my girls are taken care of. For now, I take the positivity in it all and make this experience one that my girls and I can carry with us always. So if you think I'm over doing the posts, I'm sorry and you're more than welcome to ignore it. But I'm choosing not dwell on the chaos of it all.
So embrace this time to figure out what your passions are and taking advantage of the family time. If you're alone, which I hope you're not, but if so, I am here and we'll get through this together.