It’s D-day, friends. Five months of waiting has come to this moment. The moment, that by the grace of all that is holy, Brian will be offered a job. Today, is graduation day from the vocational training that he has, not only participated in, but crushed it. Is it a surprise that he is leader in this particular class? Nope. So, fingers and toes are crossed in hopes that the job fairies deliver him a nice, juicy job. One that moves his spirit. One that makes him excited to go to work. Oh, and one that simply removes him from our domestic domain. Come on, you knew I was going to say that, right?
This particular situation has taught me the value of living in the question. Curiosity on how this will all work out and the ability to not allow fear to dictate my mood. Living in the question allows me to simply be in a state of wonder. Sitting back and watching everything unfold organically. If you have been reading my blog on a regular basis, you know that I have struggled. I am human after all, and sometimes my humanness is a tad bitchy.
Today I offered up a prayer. The same prayer that I have had for five months. No, it isn’t “God, please get him out of the house”, but rather, “God, please help Brian find a job that brings him happiness”. His previous job sucked the life right out of him. He deserves a job where the people around him appreciate his dedication.
If you are so inclined, send my spouse some good vibes today. We would very much appreciate the support.