There are times when everything seems to be working out wonderfully. Your family is functioning well together and independently - whether both parents are working and the kids are in school, or some are working and some are enjoying some time off. Whatever the case may be, generally we all experience a time whenever things are operating smoothly.
Until, suddenly or gradually, they aren't. The car breaks down - the dog gets sick - someone needs surgery. Our lives are wound on a yo-yo and we're always up and down.
I graduated with my Bachelor's almost a year ago. It was a proud moment for myself, and for my family. I am blessed to have been given the opportunity to receive an education, and I hope that I am able to achieve my goals with the support of my teachers, friends, and family. Unfortunately, I graduated at a time when jobs for new grads were few & far between. Luckily I had my summer job lined up - for the past few years, I've been a camp counselor. It's not glamorous, but I love working with kids, spending my summer days under the sun, & it pays the summer bills. But when August came, & camp ended, I had nothing to do. No job prospects - not even an interview. I sent my resume out everyday to any company I felt I could be remotely qualified to work for. Nothing. Zip. No bites.
To make a very long struggle into a short story, I'll just tell ya that I finally got a job last week. 9 months after graduation. It's a full-time gig, but I'll only be working here until April. Not so great. Ya see, this job is an hour away from my home, which means I need to borrow my Mom's car in order to get there everyday. The car is 10 years old this year & I just don't seem to have the best luck when it comes to cars. At the end of my second day at work, the car has to go to the mechanic. It gets fixed, lasts for 36 hours, & not it has to go back. I ended my first week at work being driven back & forth by my Dad. I am certainly grateful that he voluntarily got up at the crack of dawn to drive an hour through rush hour traffic to bring me to work, only to turn around & drive home & repeat the process in the afternoon.
However, it made me feel like I was back in grade school - the ironic part is that I work at a school. Anyway, this morning, instead of having my Dad wake up long before anyone should be functioning, I borrowed my brother's car. I'm not a fan of driving his car, but, again, I am grateful that he allowed me to borrow his "baby." This loan is extended for an unknown period of time. Which comes to my complaint:
I finally got a job - after months of not working & desperately needing a paycheck. However, I need a full-time, permanent position in order to buy a car. In buying a car, I would no longer need to wake my Dad up at 6 AM, or bum my brother's ride away from him. I would be on my own (transportation-wise, at least) & not inconveniencing my family.
I feel terrible. But I am grateful that I have a family who helps me out when the shit hits the fan.
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