Blessing: Something promoting or contributing to happiness, well-being, or prosperity;
About 8 months ago I interviewed for a different job. My resume was recently updated, I was getting approved to offer college credit for one of my trainings. A position was open with a National Organization the position was relevant to Restorative Justice. I just tossed out a quick letter and resume to see how I would do.
I got a phone interview. I had to ask for the full job description. I hopped on a plane flew out an back in one day for a job interview. I really felt like a jet setter and had to seriously consider if I would want to do this. I believe two people were interviewed.
I thought I did great in the interview. I even had a great story. I thought it was a sign when small talk in the airport shuttle van led to a woman telling me about her son being killed by a drunk driver. She went on to share how her surviving son has struggled with sobriety since. She was an amazing woman, it was a true once in a lifetime connection to a woman I’ll never see again. It gave a great story when I was asked about my communication skills.
I was definately in a bind. I LOVE my JOB at SCVRJP. I wasn’t looking but the pay hike was just about $10,000 a year more. Lots of travel would be required. I held tight I tried not to over think it. I was notified I didn’t get the job.
I don’t like second place. I’m a type A. So I thought like this: . . . if that wasn’t the next big thing (and it was a pretty big thing) then the next big thing would be REALLY big. My task now, is to get ready for that next big thing.
Okay – that sounds great, right? Sometimes I still wondered what if, why not.
Then 8 months later the full blessing. The person that did my phone interview, part of a panel interview, the person I would directly report to, the person I wanted to learn from. She doesn’t work there anymore. I no longer feel an ounce of wanting for that job.
It’s Restorative Justice in away. I now understand. I have a clearer knowing. What seemed at the time to be something that “shortchanged” my future, turns out to be a blessing.