When a Job Lands at Your Feet

I quite honestly don’t know where to begin. It’s hard to say how I landed my next job assignment, but I know it came at the right time.

If you read one of my recent post, then you know I was laid off in May and worked my last day as a full time Speech Language Pathologist on June 1st. Many of you might think, “I thought they were in high demand?!” And you might be right…when it comes to the school systems, but for me, I was dead set on the adult population. And well, um, this population, the demand is…less in demand. With the constant changes with Medicare, insurances, and billing requirements, skilled nursing rehabilitation is changing. This has been my primary setting and primary focus for the last 4 1/2 years. It’s what I’m skilled in; it’s what I enjoy doing; it’s where I thought my heart and passion belonged.

However, as usual, God had another plan for me.

I spend a good solid portion of the first two weeks in June, APPLYING. Applying to any type  of adult or medical position I found on every type of job board that is out there. I posted my resume on Indeed.com, where I’ve been blessed with excellent outcomes. I prayed and prayed that someone would lead to a call back, to an interview, to ANYTHING.

Two weeks went by and nothing. Feeling defeated, frustrated, and scared don’t really give you a good idea of my emotional status. Then came the email. The life altering, life change email. This particular email was from a staffing agency for a school system (not my preference), but what caught my eye was the location in which they were hiring SLPs…

St. Thomas, United States Virgin Islands.

“Um…WAIT. You mean you are reaching out to me for placement in the VIRGIN ISLANDS?” These words actually went through my head and like any grown adult female, I forwarded the email to my mom and dad. I don’t make decisions lightly nor without my parents approval (mom and dad really do know what’s best). Here were their responses

Dad: “Wow, lot to absorb.”

Mom: “I think you should continue the process, fill out paperwork ect.  Your not accepting and might be dead end but it is very interesting.”

I did what my mom advised me to do and I honestly did not think for one second I had a shot. I haven’t been a school SLP since graduation and it’s been since probably 2010 since I last worked with a child, but I took a chance. How often does a job opportunity like this land at your feet?!!  I could mentally prepare myself for the school systems. I mean, I grew up thinking and believing I’d work with children. I always did love children. At least, that’s what I kept saying to myself.

The time between the interview and acceptance of the job was a little more than a week and I’ve been in a whirlwind ever since.

I got the job that landed at my feet without believe in myself that I’d even get offered the position. (confidence booster and reality check when people see something in me that I couldn’t see myself)

I took the job that’s going to have me move, yet again, out of my known environment and requiring me to sell most of my belongings. (starting fresh, not starting over)

I took the job that is out of my comfort and safety zone in my career in hopes for further growth. (growth is good for the soul)

I took the job that God has given me and opened the door to guide me into a new unknown.  (learning experiences and God’s guided path)

I took the job that is going to teach me more about myself as a person and as a clinician.

I took the job that I’m going to put every ounce of my heart and soul into because I was hired to make a difference in those children’s lives.

I might not have started this summer as a school SLP, but I sure am now! Life doesn’t always take you down a straight path or even a path you are hoping for, but God sure knows how to guide you down the right detour to lead you to a better outcome 🙂

Something about “Starting Fresh”

Returning from Mexico, I instantly became, well, depressed. I mean for the last 5 months, my life has consisted of planning and preparing for my Mexican Adventure with Contiki and I didn’t really know what to do now that I had returned. I tried to jump right back into the swing of things (work, gym, play) but something was missing.

My lease was about to end and I didn’t want, nor was I going to stay where I have been living for the last year of my life. I was tired and bored of living along and it just wasn’t the right fit for me anymore. I spend most of my time in Seattle and knew it was time to make the move to the big city. It took about a month of searching, email and interviewing (and panicking) before I finally found my perfect new home. This new home was in the heart of my social life, but was different than any other living situation I’ve ever put myself into. I mean, I’ve lived with roommates before but never more than 2 ladies. This house has 5, yes 5, total women (including me) living in a three-story three-bathroom home built in the year 1909. It sounds like tight quarter, being there are 5 of us, but in reality, this home is fairly decent in size and besides now I have 4 new amazing friends in my life. Talk about stepping out of my comfort zone, but that’s what Mapless Adventures is all about.

This house is located on the east side of a lake just north of Seattle and with nothing but the lake in view from our balcony, we get to end most nights watching the sunset across the lake and feeling blessed to be given the chance of a lifetime to live where we live. God has been so good to me this year, and I think he has something in store for me this year by opening up this opportunity to live in a new home, in a new city, with new friends.

But the “starting fresh” doesn’t end with a new living situation. Shortly after finding my new home and while searching online, a posting was found about a job opening at a facility located just 1 mile west of my new home. After applying and going through the interview process, I was offered this new position and started only 2 short weeks after moving to Seattle. This news basically means I only had to commute 45 minutes south for 10 working days. I have been driving no less than an hour to and from work for the last two years, and now my commute to work is under 5 minutes. Honestly, I don’t even have to drive if I choose not to, I’m only 1 mile from work. Talk about a blessing in disguise. If you commute to work, you have my sympathy. I didn’t even move before I was dreading driving to and from work 45-60 minutes each way.

I know this isn’t normally the type of post I write on Mapless Adventures, but both moving and accepting a new position were not part of my plan. I don’t know where I’d be if I decided not to take a chance and move into a house with four amazingly beautiful and kind women and starting a new job with less stress and less driving. I feel like this year has been one of my best years to date. I’m eager to see what else God has in store for me for the remainder of 2014. Stay tuned for more Mapless Adventures.