Recently, and for nearly a year, I worked in my very first truly professional
job. Unfortunately, due to changes in my life and changes within the company,
I was called to move on. I was immensely saddened to be leaving the most wonderful
job I have yet had the extreme pleasure of working in. Going to work as the
Executive Assistant for Len and John in a national health and beauty aid company
was the most incredible career blessing I had experienced. In working with
my previous bosses I learned far more than I dreamed possible. I was given
the opportunity to allow my creativity flourish, and they showed the utmost
respect in allowing me to participate as equally as possible in all of our
marketing ventures. The president of the company and VP of sales and marketing,
(my bosses), always allowed me the added leeway when I fell short of expectations.
I met many wonderful people along the way. I will never
again think of a 'contact' as simply a voice on the telephone or a person
I've shook hands with whom can provide me with what I need on merely the
work front. I met mothers, fathers, best friends, fellow Christians, and
a whole family of love and support I hadn't bargained on or even anticipated.
I will forever remember the gifts, the blessings, the lessons and love
shown to me. As I embark upon my journey into the world of career I know
with a certainty that I have been given the blessing of the best possible
start God could have provided, and the added joy of the friendships I
have carried with me.
Thank you never came anywhere near adequately
expressing my gratitude. However, I think the lesson I learned best and
most importantly was that of truly loving one's work. My bosses and 'contacts'
who became my cherished friends went far beyond the call of duty, surpassing
every thought and expectation I have ever had of what a job should be.
These precious people taught me to carry on despite and in spite of the
set-backs and showed me, in no uncertain terms, that regardless of how
terrifying any event or series of events may seem in the moment I am always
being held in the palm of God's hand. The compassion each demonstrated
could only have come from our Lord God. They were each in their own way
a tremendous encouragement and upliftment: showing me through example
to walk forward, taking joy in the moment and leaving behind fearboth
in the day at hand, and in the promise of looking towards the future.
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