Career. Slumped economy. Bills. Rent. Lay-offs. Health insurance. Marriage. Car payments. Grown-up things that no one is ever really ready for. Sometimes I still feel like that little girl clinging to her mother’s leg on the first day of kindergarten. Whenever something bad happens, I immediately want to run home and crawl into my parents arms. Recently, when I was told that my position at the bank was being terminated I wanted to do just that. The fact that this was my first professional job, and that I was notified on my first day back from an eighteen day vacation did not help the situation. During the meeting, I attempted to hold back my tears, but after ten minutes of shock the tears came like the Great Flood. I was devastated.
A few weeks have gone by, and I’ve begun to pick up the pieces. I sent out my resume to a few places, and I have even applied to different positions at the bank. I am taking every day in strides, and I believe this to be a learning experience, which only makes me stronger. I truly believe that everything happens for a reason, but as of right now, I haven’t figured out what the reason is for this…
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