While many people in my world were entering the work force and beginning the careers, I was entering the career of motherhood. I had some jobs that I liked but were they careers in the normal sense of the word? They were not.
I worked in the oil and gas business right out of college, met the man I would marry. I started working at the natural history museum which led to publishing a paper of them on their type specimens, the specimens that named the species.
I asked my dad what he thought I should be. He said he always thought I would be a great mom. Not to toot my own horn, but toot, toot, I was/am a really good mom. My kids even nominated me as a mom of the year, so it’s official because of the certificate.
Disclaimer: any mistakes I made as a mom were made so that my children didn’t make the same mistakes with their children.
One constant was writing. I always wanted to be a writer. I wrote through the diapers and loose teeth, rodeos and broken bones, scrapes, stitches, and bruises, rattlesnakes and relationship venom, unimaginable love and tear-producing laughter. I wrote and rewrote stories, filing them away for later, when there would be more time. I’ve moved those blue-sky colored files countless times.
A career according to Merriam-Webster is: a profession for which one trains and which is undertaken as a permanent calling
A profession as defined by Merriam-Webster:
- 1: the act of taking the vows of a religious community
- 2: an act of openly declaring or publicly. claiming a belief, faith, or opinion :PROTESTATION
- 3: an avowed religious faith
- 4a: a calling requiring specializedknowledge and often long and intensive academic preparationb: a principal calling, vocation, or employmentc: the whole body of personsengaged in a calling
Recently, it was suggested I speak to a career counsellor. I quickly, quietly, burst into tears. Though writing has been my career. It’s what I’ve always wanted to do, though one person asked what could I possibly have to write about?
If we do the things for which we are “called”, then the financial security will follow right?Merriam-Webster doesn’t mention anything financial gain, security, or success. The bible doesn’t mention anything about financial success, except to say that you can’t serve two masters. Money has become the master of many. While it isn’t a master, per se, it does come in handy.
This must be where the trust part comes in.
It turns out, where I’m moving is much more expensive than where I left so I’ve been spreading my resume out like manure, hoping something will take root. I really only want something part-time (I think) so I can still work on the writing part of my life. The part that isn’t clear is what I’m potentially qualified for after having a career as a mom/writer that has never paid well. Of course, I can do anything, or so I thought, before finding out I didn’t get a part-time retail gig because of my availability due to mom travel, which I wouldn’t change ever.
Many in my world are talking about retirement. I don’t see myself as retired but it is harder to get a job-job, especially after having had my own businesses, it’s sort of difficult to work for someone else, especially at my age. Let’s face it, most of the workforce is quite a bit younger, hipper, and more tech savvy.
I could go back to school but in what? Wouldn’t I just be throwing money away? When the divorce was happening, I went to teacher school to become a teacher, but I didn’t pass the test because I was still in the midst of my motherhood career. I was having a hard time concentrating on studying while navigating a divorce, trying to sell one house, find another, pack up and keep the kids in order.
Should I have found another career when raising children? Maybe, but that’s all in the past. I want to remain in the present.
Recently, I was in Montana to picking my stuff that I can’t live without so will spend thousands to move it to Colorado, so I can spend more thousands to rent a place near my youngest. The chickens and the mountain view should ease the financial pain.
As I crossed the Montana state line, i realized that I may not be done with Montana completely, mostly because spring is one of the most beautiful times to be there.
A song from my playlist came on and it if I had heard it before, I had forgotten. It was just the song I needed to hear and after playing it again, I listened to the words more carefully, started crying again, and turned it up to the point where the pups covered their ears.
Every verse was what I’ve been preaching for some time, so without further ado.
Free at Last by Roaman:
Beyond matter and mind no longer led by the blind
I found that everything I needed was to look inside
past the fast-speed pace of this Human race
in the place where Love lays, embrace its grace
and now, I want to feel the Sun on my face
as I praise the Most High, feeling more than alive
so free yourSelf from the chains of material ways and give Love
and don’t worry about tomorrow, think about the sorrow
you feel when you forget it’s just a body that you borrow
time to wake up cause the dream won’t last
nothing ever happens in the future or past
take a vow to come back to the Now where the fire is burning,
life’s unfolding keep on holding on, brother stay strong
sister don’t cry keep your head high
(chorus)
I say AHO!
I was lost but now I’m home
I was blind but now I see
I was captive now I’m free
Hallelujah I said AHO!
I was lost but now I’m home
I was blind but now I see
I was captive now I’m free
I’m free at last
beyond longing and grief no longer wrapped in belief
I took a peak behind the veil and now I sigh in relief
for I can see with my eyes closed, Light glows
when you got Love everything flows
so don’t idenfity yourSelf with the voice in your head
you’re far beyond the limitations that are driving you mad
you gotta realize the Self open up the door and let go
so don’t worry about tomorrow think about the sorrow
you feel when you forget it’s just a body that you borrow
time to wake up cause the dream won’t last
nothing ever happens in the future or past
take a vow to come back to the Now where the fire is burning
life’s unfolding keep on holding on, brother stay strong
sister don’t cry keep your head high
(chorus)
I say AHO!
I was lost but now I’m home
I was blind but now I see
I was captive now I’m free
Hallelujah I said AHO!
I was lost but now I’m home
I was blind but now I see
I was captive now I’m free
I’m free at last
Beyond matter and mind no longer led by the blind
I found that everything I needed was to look inside
past the fast-speed pace of this Human race
in the place where Love lays, embrace its grace
who says you need to worry away?
who says you need to worry at all?
Thank you Lord for guiding our steps, and placing people, animals, and songs in just the right place for our paths to cross. Thank you for being such an awesome God and loving us unconditionally.