2020 was going to be the year. I’d been looking forward to it since I really centered my career on marketing and my marketing brain was pumped to see it.
All. The. Perfect. Eye. Slogans.
Can’t your hear them already? “Get your 20/20 vision in 2020.” “Walk in our offices in 2020 and walk out with 20/20.” “2020 is the year for 20/20.” I WAS SO EXCITED.
Those slogans turned more into these. “Get your 20/20 vision…when we open again.” “Walk in our offices with a face mask on in 2020 and walk out with hand sanitizer.” “Or 2020 is the year for COVID-19.”
Eye offices changed their marketing plans. Hell, ALL companies changed their marketing plans.
We are far from the perfect year – far from the perfect vision. This year is definitely not what I expected. But in weird, unexpected ways – I think it’s shaping out to be better.
It was Friday March 13. In my 29 years, I can only remember one Friday the 13th really living up to all the crazy hype and that was when I had a bad day in high school. Otherwise, it’s just been another day. Until this year.
I came back to work from my lunch appointment planning on having a chat about our plans moving forward with with Coronavirus. Kansas had just extended spring breaks by a week and we just weren’t sure what was going to happen. I came back, and as expected, went into my boss’s office. But we didn’t talk about coronavirus.
Two hours later, I walked out – jobless. I was stricken, suddenly wondering what was going to happen next.
[Now, before I go much further, I want to say this. I loved that job. I have zero – yes, really – ZERO hard feelings about what happened and I completely understand decisions that were made. When you work for a nonprofit, it goes with the territory. Okay, back to the story.]
I walk out to my car, call Derek, tell him I loved him and would see him when I got home. Home had a new meaning too, because that was ALSO the weekend that we decided to move in together. So I drive the 71 miles, car packed full of clothes and a head full of questions.
Let’s fast forward two more days. The World. Shuts Down. No more needs to be said about that – we’ve all lived it.
So to recap – in four days, I lost my job, moved in with my boyfriend and was in the midst of a global pandemic, the likes of which the world hadn’t seen in a century. Yeah – far from the perfect vision.
The last few months have been – well, tumultuous. Emotional. Questionable. Frustrating. But they’ve also been full of opportunity. Exciting. Life-giving. Faith-centering.
- I found a part-time job right away, doing social media and communication with a church. I feel closer to God and useful.
- Derek and I definitely figured out we’re in it for life. You don’t survive a global pandemic with each other, neither of us allowed to leave the house, without coming out stronger.
[Side note: Lord, guys, I just love this man. I would not have made it without him.]
- I discovered that what I thought I wanted for my life long-term maybe wasn’t all I had it cracked up to be. But we didn’t have to find this out with sacrificing anything or changing our lives (again). God gave us the ability to work it out in His perfect timing.
- We’ve sold my house in Topeka (cross your fingers for good inspections!) and officially moved in fully together, furniture and all. We’ve made this house ours and are making plans for the future.
- I’m still looking for a full-time job and yes, that’s been tough. When you’re job searching when everyone else is job searching – it’s, well, let’s just say it’s a process. But I’m hopeful and looking forward to what’s next.
Suffice to say – no, 2020 has not been the perfect year. For me, for anyone. It’s been filled with more changes in six months than I’d had in the last five years. In many ways, this year is exactly what I thought my 30th year would be – lots of blah before the dreaded
3-0 (yes, I’m being dramatic about 30 and yes I know it’s not a big deal). But in more ways,it’s giving me what I didn’t even know I wanted. What I didn’t even know I needed. Life isn’t perfect – but I’m thankful, every day, for getting the chance to get it right.