Jobless

This seemed monumental when I wrote it weeks ago, but because I procrastinated, I think this blog entry has lost its momentum. But here it is anyway:

Looking at my previous blog as a graduating student full of hope and ambition, and now, searching for a job in this foreign city, wondering about my qualifications and whether I should start from the lower, entry-level positions, it dawned on me how my career really mattered to me. I remembered the people who had high hopes for me, who believed that my writing would bring me to places, and thought of me as the one who was most likely to succeed. I can't let them down. Heck, I can't let myself down.

I know I chose a happy family life over my career a long time ago (and I still would, in any day), but I know it's not over yet for me. There's a nagging voice inside my head that tells me to keep pushing, keep dreaming. I'm still young. And I am blessed that I have a husband who provides for me and who can support me. I don't need to settle for a job that I don't love or even care about. And I've come to the conclusion that the happy life that I have now, aside from it being a blessing from above, I know that it's because I always stand by what I want, and try to get it as much as possible.

So, no, thank you. I won't be taking just any job as of now, I'm just not ready to give up on my career yet. I know I can't have everything, but that won't stop me from pursuing the things that would make me happy. I never settle for anything less. I know the perfect job will come to me. I would just keep looking for it, keep praying for it, and keep trying to get it. It's not easy, but I know it will be worth the wait.