I got two letters today. One was tax information from my former employer: the agency I did my PR internship with. I originally thought I was going to be offered a job with them, but didn't get it. As a matter of fact, they even originally said they were going to offer it to me, then changed their minds. That was disappointing the first time, and continues to be disappointing when I think about it.
The other letter was from an organization I interviewed with for a PR position. They said thank you - you're great and all - just not great enough. And so, I am still a college graduate with no occupation and no career interviews pending. But eventually I'm sure I'll find something.
I've also found out recently about several friends from my mission / other church-related acquaintances, who have decided to leave the church, and/or who are not living in accordance with the principles of the gospel anymore. It's really hard to know that they should choose to take their lives in different directions, but all I can do is continue to love them and support them, and hope and pray they will come back to the church.
That's life, that's what all the people say.
You're riding high in April,
Shot down in May
But despite all the seemingly negative things around me, my mind is called back to the good things. I remember how much family and friends love me and want to see me succeed. I remember that I'm going to be employed shortly - not in my dream career job, but at least in something that will help me pay the bills and enable me to keep looking for that dream job. I remember that I'm doing my best to stay strong in my faith, to remember the atonement of my Savior. I remember how wonderful I felt last night reading the Book of Mormon. I remember that no matter how bad life seems sometimes, there's always a way out. And as long as I focus on what I can control instead on what I cannot, I will be happy and successful, and things will work out. Maybe not necessarily as I expected, but I know it will be good.
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself, flat on my face,
I pick myself up and get back in the race.
It will work out - I know that. And that's life.
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