I had a bit of a set back on Friday. I had made a proposal to a company for a job that I really wanted. It would have made a big difference in helping me provide for my children, and it would have been a job I loved. It had been in the works for weeks. The company was interested, and we had made plans to sit down and talk details.
Upon calling to confirm a meeting date, I was told very awkwardly, by one of the people involved, that they are having one of their employees do the position that I created. Basically, they stole my idea. I was dumbstruck.
So, what does one do when one is dumbstruck? I got mad. I bitched to a friend. I emailed the owner and (very professionally), told him that the young employee who will be doing the job I created, is not seasoned, and can't possibly have the skills or knowledge, as someone who understands the market inside and out. I told him you get what you pay for. Then I wished him good luck.
A few hours later I took a ride to Marshalls, (it was National Flip Flop day... A good enough excuse to shop). I had been wearing my brave face and pushing forward as I always do. I left with a pair of navy blue flip flops - even the cute gold sea shell on them did nothing to lift my spirits. Shopping therapy had failed me.
On the way home, a Taylor Swift came on the car radio. I don't even recall which song, what I do recall is my eyes filling up with tears. As the warm tears clouded my eyesight, and ran down my cheeks I allowed myself to wallow in it. The anger I felt earlier, had been a mask for my deep disappointment. I had been counting on the position for weeks. It was supposed to be my break. A new beginning.
I felt a bit bummed out for a day or two, but I'm a firm believer in what's meant to be will happen. It wasn't the right fit. God has something bigger and better in store for me. I have great expectations that great things will happen, and no doubt that is the reason they will.
Have you suffered a disappoint lately?