What a difference a year makes...

As we are preparing for 2011 to come to a close, it's a time for us to reflect on the events of the past year.  2011 was a tough year for so many and I am looking forward to wishing it farewell.  I can't recall another year in my life when I have been touched by so many friends and family members that dealt with tragedy as in 2011.  I've spent the better part of this year job hunting and let me tell you, it has been nothing if not challenging.  After applying for hundreds of jobs and numerous interviews, I'm still searching and praying that something comes along soon.  

A year ago, I was in a very different place.  I had left the most stressful (also the most rewarding) job that I have ever had due to my company relocating my department to another state.  The day that I was laid off, I recall walking out of the building feeling more carefree than I had in years.  It felt good.  So, we planned for me to take 3-6 months off to spend some time with my son, who was 2 1/2 at the time.  It's now been 15 months and the stress is mounting more and more, with each passing day.

Although I never felt that I defined myself by my occupation, I've realized how much of who I am is wrapped up in a career.  When I was in my 20's, I had jobs, and I realized in my 30's that the "jobs" have turned into a career.  Until this past year, I've never been offered a job after interviewing, so being turned down for so many has been tough. This has shocked me.  At this point in my life, I'm more experienced than I've ever been, I have an impeccable work history, and I'm well educated.  Yet, I'm still waiting...   

For the most part, I'm able to keep a positive attitude and a smile on my face, because I know that if I show my worry, my family will worry.  I know that my husband is already worrying, but this is a worry that often consumes me.  I laugh and make jokes a lot, because if I don't laugh, I'll cry.  I make an effort to cry when I'm alone, which isn't often, so I suppress a lot of tears.  

I know that eventually, I will find a job.  My hope is that I find a job that is a good fit and doesn't force me to put my job ahead of my family, because that is what I left behind in 2010.  I count my blessings everyday: my husband, children, dogs, and my home.  I hope that 2012 brings amazing opportunities and a chance for everyone to make a fresh start after the challenges faced in 2011. 

Many blessings to you and yours!
Kelli

Hello, everyone!  This post marks my virgin attempt at blogging, so forgive me if I tend to ramble.  I've spent the last 15 months "working" as a stay-at-home mom.  I know that there are plenty of women who love doing this long-term, but I must admit, I'm not one of them. Don't get me wrong, I love my husband, my kids, and my dogs, but I don't like feeling like a servant.  I love taking care of people, in fact, it's part of my nature.   But, I don't enjoy cooking and cleaning up after three meals a day, plus all of the other messes that are created during any given day.  If we were independently wealthy, I would hire a maid, put my son in pre-school part-time, and hire a personal trainer for myself.  This would break up the hum-drum of every day life and eliminate the need for me to play the role of wife, mother, maid, personal chef, and administrative assistant.  But, my last name isn't Kardashian, so off to work I go.  Soon.  I hope.


This past year has taught me many things and I wouldn't trade it for anything, even knowing the stress that job hunting has brought.  I've had the time to experiment with cooking, spend quality time with the kids, and to shift my focus back to being a wife and friend to my husband.  I realized that I became a robotic form of myself somewhere along the way after my son was born.  Managing a demanding full time job, coupled with the needs of my family caused me to put myself on over-drive and there I remained for nearly 3 years.  I've retrained myself to take a moment to enjoy life, even the stressful days, versus living my life on auto-pilot in an attempt to simply survive.   

My motivation for starting a blog is to reconnect with the world outside of my house, as well as to keep in touch with my friends and family that live far away.  Actually, I'm the one that lives far away, since my husband and I chose to leave Ohio and move to Texas in 2007.  And, I have to be honest, I'm an interesting person with a lot of great ideas and stories to share.  I would be doing the world an injustice to keep it all to myself and my circle of trust.

I hope this is the first of many posts that I will share with you.

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