I love the saying, “Que sera, sera.”
While I’m a very firm believer that we’re all responsible for our own destiny, I believe even more firmly in divine intervention and a higher plan, a deeper meaning, and a purpose beyond the greatest limits of our imagination. I think we should work hard toward our goals to make our own dreams come true. I also believe that some circumstances are beyond our control and we have to know when to take a step back to see the bigger picture.
I went to college to learn to be an interior designer. My family thought I should be a teacher, or possibly a writer, but my heart was set on design. I finished college right before the recession of 2008 and jobs became hard to find- particularly jobs in a luxury service industry like interior design. I had put all of my “eggs” in the basket of my internship with the VA hospital, an organization whose mission had solidified my belief that I’d found my highest purpose: using my passion to positively impact the healthcare experience of our nation’s heroes. It was my dream job; I found my home with my mentors and coworkers within the hospital. The additional perks were that it was a government position, with decent pay, lots of paid holidays, and a very decent retirement plan.
Alas, it was not meant to be, as a permanent position was not approved for me before the end of my internship, and the intern who came after me took the position. By that time, I’d moved on to searching for my “place” elsewhere, in the midst of an economic downturn, and ended up leaving my dream behind in favor of any position that offered a paycheck. I tried my hand in sales, knowing that my confidence needed the bolstering of clients’ rejection in addition to the extra practice of selling my own ideas. The experience, while not one of my most pleasant, served the purpose I had intended, and one of my sales jobs actually led- completely unexpectedly- to a management position, which helped my confidence issues even more. I didn’t stay there long, though, as that job was only part-time. My next venture was as an administrative assistant for an insurance company, where I sharpened my organizational skills and learned that I’m actually pretty good at keeping other people organized as well. I learned a lot from this position, and was there until our field office was closed as a result of new corporate leadership.
At that time, a friend of ours recommended me for another- temporary- sales position with our local newspaper, introducing a trial program. Knowing me outside of work, she knew my passion for writing, and she recommended me for an intense writing assignment as well. The sales project failed to take off, however, and after a few months, that position was eliminated.
There is, believe it or not, a point to all of this rambling, and it does relate to the belief that sometimes, “whatever will be, will be.” My point is, I started college with the goal of becoming an interior designer, then spent ten years after struggling to figure out how I’d make it happen. After all these years and all the life experiences I’ve tucked into my (expanding) belt, I’ve made it to my 30’s, and just like every other 30-something who’s come before me has promised, I’ve found a confidence in myself to pursue my passion in a way that still allows me to be constantly present for my HIGHEST purpose. I’m a wife and a mom first, above everything else. My family depends on my experience in planning and organization and leading operations to keep track of all of the things that need to be kept track of in a houseful of boys. That’s my purpose. And it’s pointed my ambition to create beautiful and functional spaces and to help others like me to do the same.
I’m pursuing interior design again, in a professional capacity. I’ve been spending the last few weeks and months sharpening my skills in an electronic format. I’ve learned that there’s a whole new approach to interior design that allows the client to submit their goals and visions for their space to a designer who can envision the space without being face-to-face. AND, working this way allows me the flexibility to work from my house, while my boys play next to me, with all of us in our PJ’s. OR, I can work at night when the house is quiet and I’ve fulfilled all of my domestic duties for the day.
One of my first practice projects is my vision for the office where I plan to set up shop, in my home:
This “office” is actually a 25 square foot walk-in closet in the room we use as a guest bedroom. The limited space and the lack of windows for natural light forced colors and shapes that will, I hope, inspire my creativity and help me to be at my greatest problem-solving capacity.
I’d love to hear your feedback! Love it or hate it, tell me! I’m a seasoned professional at accepting constructive criticism.