I felt old, unwanted, physically weak, and so very unsure of what I could or should do. I remember one morning being dressed nicely, makeup and hair done, preparing to job hunt. I put my hand on the doorknob; an overwhelmingly intense fear gripped me. Sobs wracked my body. It was three days before I could again venture out to find a job. Which I did, I became a telemarketer for HSN. Not the greatest job for someone who has a hard time with rejection, and you know telemarketers get them.
Over the next two years, I moved from several jobs until I got back into the travel industry as a group tour organizer and tour escort. The emotionally draining time was behind me, lots of new adventures ahead.
The following essays were written during that painful time. While they are not about pain, except one, they are filled with what I consider, 'The Essence of Me', as they were written from the heart.
The following essays were written during that painful time. While they are not about pain, except one, they are filled with what I consider, 'The Essence of Me', as they were written from the heart.
©2015 - Finally
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