Gratitude, The Challenge....

Getting Back In the Saddle

Understanding: 365:D39

Sometimes we go through what seems like way more than we can handle. Tonight I sat with a good friend and listened to her struggles. She just opened up about how unhappy she was with her work, how horrible her boss treats her and to top everything off, she had to put her precious Furbaby to sleep last week.

My friend has had a few trying years, losing her father, mother, kicking her boyfriend to the curb and then she was diagnosed with cancer. Thank God she has beat the cancer! The bad thing is during the process of chemo and radiation, she was still working and of course she was not at her best. No one should be expected to be their best during times like that. This is when Mr. Jerk boss showed up. How can people be so insensitive so selfish? I do not know how anyone could ever be mean or rude to my friend! She is the sweetest girl! This is one time I really want to do something to help her out. All I could do was listen and brainstorm about how she can get out of this situation.

She is just so stuck and I know how she feels, knowing you have to do something but there are to many somethings, everything is urgent and nothing brings peace.

Tomorrow, I will research companies that will fit her. A company that is willing to work with her until she finishes her new degree. Surely someone out there will happily accept her in her current stage!

I’m so happy for her wanting to make a difference in the world instead of just settling for what some crappie boss wants to pile on her. I think she just needs to watch “Fried Green Tomatoes”. She needs A Tawanda! Everyone does!

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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