It’s coming up on one year since my dad passed away. Even if I don’t want to think about him being gone, it looms around me. I can’t describe it, it’s as if your body knows. It grieves with or without your permission. You may play, laugh, enjoy food and times with friends and family. But this unsaid thing wraps itself around you.
I miss my dad so much it hurts to breathe sometimes. I really haven’t grieved his loss much because I’ve been trying to push through everything. Working in hospice is difficult enough, but everything else that has gone on there has made it even more tiring.
I’ve look at others who have lost a parent, had children , worked full time in hospice and still completed their masters. I’m amazed how they were able to do it. I’m impressed by them.
I’m still trying to figure out my next steps. It’s taking everything to focus on this one class I’m taking. I keep thinking about my dad and how he kept taking classes. He kept his engineering license. It was important to him. Even if it was hard to walk into class. He wouldn’t take his cane with him, probably because of pride. I hope he would be proud of me. He was a wonderful man, my best friend, a great example. I miss you dad.
So weird … just read my post from 2 years ago and here I am … volunteer coordinator for hospice giving orientation myself to the new volunteers…. getting ready to take a trip to San Diego. Life is strange .
I know I need to write something about what’s going on with my dad… If nothing else so it’s documented for myself later. But it’s just a roller coaster of unknowns. Why at the time of a new job and new horizons, does this thing happen which almost puts me back to where I was 8 years ago? I feel like I have to selfishly fight to hold onto whatever I have gained over this past year.
I don’t want to hash everything out on here… I’m hoping just by writing this, I’ll recall it when I’m looking back over things.
Life is what we make of it. Good or bad… shalom….. In all things…
Waiting for my dad who fell to come back from x-ray. Good times.
Tuesday interview… Two in one day. Wednesday reviews of references, talks to HR. HR issues… Job description and pay different than originally thought… Thursday calls with supervisors and HR… HR called again and offer made. Still confused… Friday come into office to talk to supervisor, without person who is leaving present… Feeling a lot better about job and the responsibilities…. Accepted offer… Monday will go in for all physical etc and all that fun new work thing.. Then Tuesday I officially start my new chapter of my new career.
Wow…. Did not think in 8 months when I started this I would be running 4 5k’s, have a life changing epiphany of what I wanted to do career wise… And before the year even ends, I already have a job in that field.
Mysterious ways…. Mysterious ways…
(Disclaimer: This post might seemed disjointed and short and not very involved in its description but this week has been crazy and I just wanted to document how fast and strange it’s been before I forget. )
I should be documenting like this so I don’t forget what’s been happening.
Well with all the lay offs and people leaving, there are two positions that have opened up. At first they were going to be two coordinator jobs which would entail more responsibility and I don’t feel confident in my experience enough yet to feel that I could do it to the best of my ability. But that all changed. My supervisor made mention to me again about a position and if I was sure that I wasn’t interested. During this whole time I had been reconsidering and thought well if she brought it up again, I would talk with her about it all.
Originally I just wanted a part time job so I could go back to school and still volunteer. But opportunity knocks in interesting ways. So here I am a week later officially applying for a job. It’s been an interesting turn of events. I had met someone who works in HR who had been helping me update my resume during all this time. The timing was perfect. So over the holiday, where I should have just been relaxing, I had this weighing on me.
I will write more later because now I need to go and get tested and fingerprinted so that I can see patients…. which freaks me out because of how emotionally invested I get and all that has happened in the past. But life is a challenge that I’ve got to accept and with each new one I’m trying to open up my heart and mind and just welcome them. I can learn and grow and maybe just maybe find in myself something I didn’t realize I had.