Jobless, but not Hopeless

On November 1st, like millions of other American’s, I became unemployed. When I woke up that Monday morning, I never thought that within a few hours I would become one of those statistics. I remember walking through the parking lot moments after it happened and having a conversation with God. It went something like this…”Please God, if you are there can you just help me keep my chin up and my shoulders back until I get to the car. And then could you please tell me what I am supposed to do from here? I know that you don’t give us more than we can carry, but I wish you would hear me….this load is getting a little heavy?” I thought about having a pity party, but then remembered it wouldn’t pay the bills, so I have no choice but to forge ahead and take the next step. I confess that I am scared. I feel like I am taking a step into the darkness and I have six little tote bags to carry. The question I struggle with the most is can there be any value in being terminated? Losing my job is not a reflection of my value as a person. Losing my job is not representative of my value as a mother. Losing my job is not an indication of my potential as a person, an employee or a businesswoman. Losing my job is not in any way a reflection of my character. Earlier this year I was signed by a global speakers agency ( to travel and share my story. My kids think it is so funny that there is an official website that chronicles our journey, They actually told me it made me a “cool” mom. I recently completed my first book and find myself poised to launch a public speaking career. None of this could have happened without going through the difficult, painful times of my life. In a strange way, maybe the pain is what qualifies me to share my story. I am an encourager. I am a lover of people who believes that anyone can succeed. I believe that everyone should be given a chance to pursue their God given purpose and dreams. Now I have to put this into action in my own life. It’s all about perspective, and from my point of view, I would hire me over and over again. Why? Because I am a fighter who refuses to quit. I refuse to shrink up and fold. I am determined to change my little corner of the world, one column, one speech, one TV interview, one radio program, one book and one life at a time. I may have lost my job, but I intend to use this time to allow myself to soar!



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