As many of you know, I hated my job. It was frustrating, I dreaded getting out of bed to go there, and wasn't really getting anywhere there. There were definitely other struggles as well. Nothing is more frustrating than stagnation, in my opinion. So I went to work. I applied for 10 jobs one day, 10 jobs another day, and kept applying as I found jobs that interested me. It was a little exhausting, but I felt like it was worth it. After a few interviews over the phone, a few personal interviews, and even turning down a job that sounded EXACTLY like my current job, a miracle happened.
I got a new job! In this economy even.
Yeah, hard work and a lot of faith pay off. You can bet I fasted and prayed a LOT during the times I was applying. Granted, we would still be okay even if I didn't get a new one. And I would have worked somewhere, anywhere, and I didn't care much where. But it's nice that I was looked out for. I got a better job, one I'll enjoy a lot more, one I can be successful at, and one that pays more than my old job! I am very blessed.
I read this article about overcoming resentment online the other day, and it talked a lot about being more grateful. I have been feeling a little resentful lately. It's been the hardest thing for me to overcome since my divorce, to be honest. Fortunately, I have great friends who help me see clearly (thanks!) and tools at my disposal to guide me in the right direction for overcoming the difficulties I do have. I don't want to resent the successes and happiness of other people, I want to be happy for them and with them. So every day, I've tried to think about what I do have, and how lucky I am to have it.
Here's a quick overview: I have an amazing husband who loves me and does all he can everyday to make me happy, I have THE best family on the earth, from my parents and siblings to my grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. I can't think of a single family member that I don't like (well, maybe a few of them sometimes but certainly not often!) which is amazing in this world, I have the best friends anyone could ask for (the few, the proud), and a ton of material things that make my life more comfortable and easy. I can work, I can play, I enjoy almost offensive good health, I have paper and pencils to draw with, books to read, and of course a loving Heavenly Father. It could be a lot worse.
So as I think about these things and actually take the time to see the struggles of the happy people I sometimes resent, I realize what my dad always used to say and which I always used to hate: Life isn't fair. It should be, but it's not. It doesn't bother me as much as I used to. It's nice. I like to be able to be happy for the other people in my life, instead of resenting their happiness and worrying about what I don't have. Eh, maybe you already know this and good for you! Just wanted to pass along something that's helped me, and to share with you my new mantra:
"We don't have to be fast; we simply have to be steady and move in the right direction. We have to do the best we can, one step after another." - Joseph B. Wirthlin
So I'll slow down and enjoy my ride. The air is cool, I've got a warm sweater and a bunch of mugs in my cabinet waiting for hot cocoa.