since my last post: morphine, demerol, surgery… oh my! i have come a long way in healing. if truth be told, i think i could get use to this gig of not working for a living… however, unless another unforeseen miracle takes place the option of complete retirement will likely never take place. so i must return to the real world.
how can i complain though? i have two jobs that give me fulfillment. i never would have thought God would give me that. i’m geared up to get back into the swing of things. i am looking forward to interacting with colleagues, employers, volunteers, and “my people” (the ones who have stolen my heart to wishing things were different for them, to seeing the positive attributes they have, to nurturing them in different ways, to giving them hope, to giving them dignity, to giving them a chance to make changes.
and when i am finished for the day, i am so thankful i am able to come back to the safety of our little abode, relax, chat without trying to solve people’s problems, and maybe even begin to re-watch downton abbey, picking out a different character to study.
are you fulfilled in your work?
- if so, tell me about it.
- if not, what steps can you take to change it?