I am a firm believer that there are “everyday miracles” occurring all the time. One of the reasons I believe in that goes back to when I interviewed for my position here at Catholic New York. Yesterday marked the five-year anniversary of when I began my career here. And the significance of that milestone was not lost on me.
My journey to Catholic New York was a long and winding one. I didn’t know when I graduated that I would want to work in journalism. I didn’t know much of what I wanted my life to be. Before I was hired here I had 12 other jobs already neatly listed on my resume. My job positions ran the gamut from those I needed to take for the money, and others I wanted to take because of the title. I worked in marketing and retail, and waitressing. I bagged groceries and made hot dogs. I quit 11 of the positions and was laid off from one.
When I was looking for a new job – one I hoped would be “the one,” I was burnt out and depressed. I didn’t know where to turn or what to try next. When the ad for a reporter came out in Catholic New York, I didn’t think that I would ever qualify. I was lost. It was actually my mother who urged me day after day to try.
I call obtaining my job title a miracle because that is how it felt when I was hired. Sure, it may sound cheesy to say that about a job, but there are times looking back where I could see God’s hand working in my life. I’m glad I took that chance and answered that ad. I’m hoping that when you feel lost, you take a chance on yourself, too.