dad found Jesus in jail while my mom was in residency. they met on a mission trip not long after he got out and then mom worked to put dad through undergrad. he studied agriculture and they did community development work as missionaries in Thailand. now back in the States, my dad is a financial advisor and my mom basically runs the kids programs at their church.
my dad has worked his way up to a manager type role now (no matter how many times he’s explained it, i still don’t know what to call it,) so him and my mom are living a good life without having to worry about money anymore. and they deserve all the abundance and happiness and i’m happy and proud of them 🫶
after five years of grad school and subsequent job search, i can finally say i have successfully changed careers 😭 i start my new job counseling kids at a community mental health clinic on Monday. yesterday was my last shift at the grocery store that was an escape from my horrible corporate job and a sustaining force throughout grad school. it’s so bittersweet to leave the sweetest coworkers i’ve ever had and the most fun i’ve had at work. it’s immeasurably healing to quit a job for only good reasons. my coworkers got me a cake, everyone wrote notes in a card, and the goodbyes throughout the day made my heart swell. i even got to tell the good news to my favorite instacarter 🥺 after i clocked out for the last time, my friends joined me for gelato at the cafe and we strolled the store for a final time, this time as simply a loyal customer.
