a thank you will suffice

Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.
— A.A. Milne, author of Winnie-the-Pooh

Soooo. I started drafting this week's post on Monday, begrudgingly from my iPad, while enduring a three hour flight delay. In hindsight, I now feel really terrible about it. The begrudging part, I mean. You see, I like to think of myself as a fairly positive-minded individual, but sometimes my knee-jerk reaction to a seemingly bad situation is the automatic "woe is me". Gross right? Yeah. Gross.

Why? Because for the past few weeks, so many awesome things have been happening around me. I have friends who are travelling to beautiful places, celebrating birthdays, and completing the highest of educational degrees. I have friends who have conceived or are trying. I have friends who are getting married. I have friends who are absolutely kicking ass in their professional environments.

Add to that, the fact that on the family front, everyone seems to be making really exciting changes. Some are moving back to the city; some are finally making the big purchase they've always wanted/deserved; some are recovering after falling ill... It all seems to be coming together!

In reality, I know that all of these things are a series of small efforts that culminated into big successes; but because all these wonderful things are happening around the same time... It feels more like the universe is taking a moment to say:

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Image courtesy of esreality.com

I've gotta say - it feels really great to wake up knowing that virtually everyone who's closest to you is doing not only "OK", but also experiencing a new level of happiness, fulfillment and achievement. And that includes me too!

Ever since I started working at my current job, I've wanted the opportunity to work in a role where writing and creating would be my primary responsibility. Unfortunately, that sort of role is pretty hard to come by, as those positions were already filled by more senior staff. But then.... one day, I get an email notifying us that a position in that role HAS become available (although not on a permanent basis).  

At first, I himmed and hawed about how risky it would be for me to apply for a contract job knowing that I might lose the security of my current (permanent) one. But, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that if I didn't take this opportunity I would just be stifling a potential growth and development opportunity. As scary as it was, I knew this was just the job I needed to be able to pursue my passion of working directly in a communications capacity,

So, I bit the bullet and applied. And... what do you know? I GOT THE JOB! And not only did I get the contract position... My employer also decided to 'hold' my current permanent position for a year, so that I can return to my job after the new role ends. Win-win, y'all. 

Thanks to the encouragement of my friends and family, I built up enough courage to take a leap of faith and apply for this job. I bet on ME and on my dedication to the thing that I'm most passionate about doing. And for some reason, the universe seems to have rewarded me for it. Granted, I don't know what situation I'll be in (professionally) after the year is over, but at the moment... I honestly don't care.

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GIF courtesy of 24.media.tumblr.com

I'm truly just ready to turn the page and start a new chapter in my professional career. I'm excited to learn and grow. I'm excited about the unknown future ahead. I'm excited that I get to count myself just as blessed as all my friends and family, even though we're all in different phases of life.

Most of all... I am just thankful. The overwhelming gratitude I've been feeling lately is amazing. So, the next time my work-related flight gets delayed, instead of feeling sorry for myself, I'll be sure to remind myself how indebted I am to this thing called LIFE.


Shaolin Says.

Shaolin "J" Style


Creative writer. Professional ranter. Canadian-born. Caribbean blood. Probably the worst introvert you'll ever meet.