Someone needed a ride to Connecticut.
Of course, they asked me if I was going anytime soon.
I wasn't planning to go.
But who says we always need to have a plan?
I figured it would be a good time to get the kids back out to reconnect with some friends.
And maybe even hit the beach.
Especially since most of the gas would be paid for :-)
I thought it might be good to mention to the place where I have been interviewing that I will be back in Hartford for a few days.
I was right.
I now have 2 interviews set up for Monday with 2 managers at each interview.
What is more shocking is that they are considering me for not just the position they originally mentioned, but a second one as well.
I can't begin to describe how that makes me feel.
Stunned surprise and excitement are a few adjectives that come to mind.
Neither job is officially mine.
I still need to get through the interviews.
In the meantime I'm going to thank God for the opportunities and the people who have opened doors for me.
To think that less than four years ago I was the abused wife of a drug-user. I had no self-worth or confidence. Yet something deep inside made me pull through and fight back.
Satan came to me tonight and told me that I'm not worthy of this. I'm not good enough. I'm not capable. My head is swarming with self-doubt.
I'm going to fight that. I'm not going to talk myself into thinking I'm not capable of this, not worth this, or not good enough of a person to get something like this. I'm going to let myself believe, for just a moment, that maybe they see something in me that is good and capable and strong. It feels good to think that.
I hope you do not read those words as words of pride, but read them as words coming from someone who is starting to catch small glimpses of good in herself. To accept herself for who she is and who God made her to be. Even though she is different and humorously quirky, there might be something there that is good.