There's a gnawing in my stomach. A sense that all is not right in Rachael's world. Here I am, 24. What have I done with my life thus far? I've graduated from college-that's an accomplishment. My gpa is nothing spectacular. I've held a series of meaningless jobs, with a few exceptions. I have a degree that's really only useful in the church or academic world. I feel...ordinary.
I have filled out what seems to be hundreds of job applications so that I am not a burden on my parents longer than I have to be. Secretary. Administrative Assistant. Law firms. Medical offices. Community Colleges. But I can't shake the feeling that's eating away at my insides. I can't stop thinking about it long enough to fall asleep at night. I'm ordinary. No special skills. No special qualifications. Now I realize that this is slightly pessimistic of me. I realize that someone, somewhere will hire me.
But what if I want to be extraordinary? What if I want a life that's beyond Sherwood, Ar. A life that's bigger than me? What if I want to affect change, make a difference in my world? And then the questions flood my mind, the most blaring...where do I go from here?
Monday, August 17, 2009
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