Your highs and lows for the month.
A high during the month was the fact that I was receiving good feedback for my blog. I didn’t know what to expect when I wrote my first post, and I was pleasantly surprised by the amount of people that read it and liked it. It felt good, because it wasn’t easy to put myself out there. I have come a long way from the sad excuse of an essay that I had submitted for my English class during my freshman year at college. I don’t think I will ever be the type of writer to write fictional stories loaded with descriptive passages, but that’s okay. That’s not the type of writer I want to be. I hope to get to the point where my opinion on every day topics, and important subjects is expressed in a clear and convincing manner.
One low I experienced during the month was a level of discouragement in regards to my job search. I had applied to various positions, but I hadn’t received any call backs from them. As I was applying to one job posting, there was an option to submit the resume to have it looked over by resume experts. Apparently, my resume was not great visually nor in content. The funny thing is that I had recently helped someone else to do their resume, and I based the format on mine. This person got a job with the first application submitted. So what was the difference? He had loads of work experience, and I didn’t. All I wanted was someone to give me a chance to get my foot in the door.
My next high and low of the month happened on the same day. On July 3rd, as I was eating breakfast, my mom told me that my abuela died. She didn’t know much yet, as my dad had just called quickly to relay the information. As I was sitting there, processing the news, my phone rang. I answered, and I got offered the job I wanted. I was so excited about it which led to feelings of guilt for being happy about something on a day like that. It’s a weird thing, to receive two totally different kinds of news one right after the other. They detracted from each other and made me feel conflicted.
Today, July 5th, 2019, my abuela was laid to rest. Exactly a year ago, Angel’s grandmother also was laid to rest. We didn’t celebrate the 4th of July last year because we had spent the day traveling and in funeral preparations. This year, we didn’t celebrate it either. It’s interesting how it’s all connected together now.
The day is about to run out of time, and soon it will be the 6th. Thank you for joining me in my 30-day challenge. I will take a day or two off, and then I will soon begin my new project for the blog.