I did it. I took the fork. (No, it wasn't a real fork, and yes, I know I am a complete weirdo.)
I spent yesterday and Wednesday at the nursing home caring for the residents, all the while trying to figure out what to do with the predicament I have found myself in. I love the people and I enjoy caring for them. I don't mind foul smells, ghastly messes, or old, misshapen and naked bodies. By the grace of God I can love these people, and I do. Some of them actually look for me (imagine that!) and I am blessed. That's what makes doing something different so hard.
As I wrestled this morning with what to do, I begged God to send me a sign. I wrote a letter of resignation and knew full well it had to be turned in today. I printed two copies, signed one, then set it aside and struggled within... This afternoon I made a "somewhat" choked up call to my oldest daughter (I didn't mean for my voice to crack...) who shared a little of what her father had told her over lunch yesterday. She suggested I call him and assured me he would be supportive. (I, the ever-insecure, had not been so certain.) I took a little bit of time to try and compose myself and soon the phone rang. It was not My Darling on the other end, but someone I had talked to on Monday about a different job. (I believe she was the answer to that prayer...)
Next week I will go for a physical and get my paperwork in order for a
new job, one with (hopefully) less stress. I'll be starting out as a
hands-off companion caregiver and can easily move on, if I so choose
(with another 8 hours of training), to being a certified home health
aide. I'll be working one on one rather than running to and from patients all day. I'm sure there it will be harder in
some aspects and easier in others. I am absolutely certain my feet will
be happier and I think I'll sleep better at night. Who knows? I might even catch up with my housework... (It could happen.)
So, even though it was not my very favorite thing to do, I turned in that letter of resignation.
Merry Christmas!
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Is this new job like Visiting Angels? Sounds like it. I can see you doing that!
ReplyDeleteVery much like Visiting Angels. Yes.
DeleteIt's just changing gears that is hard, and feeling like maybe I've let someone down.
I love how the phone call was the answer dropped right in your lap. That has happened a few times with me and it's an amazing feeling, isn't it? Too bad all answers don't come so quickly or so clearly. haha.
DeleteHe likes to surprise us like that.
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Congratulations on finding something new so quickly! It's hard not to feel bad for the rsidents of the other place, but maybe God will send them someone as equally as special as you are to them.
ReplyDeleteThere are lots of good people working int he facility, both paid workers and volunteers. God never leave His children alone.
DeleteThank you for the encouragement.
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Praise the Lord! I was actually concerned about this schedule of yours. I didn't know how you could keep doing it. I think this is a good turn for you.
ReplyDeleteIt will be good. I've already learned so much in the six weeks I've worked as a CNA. I've learned once again that I am not invincible, which should be obvious, and that God really does have a plan for me.
DeleteI love you Mom! And I am so thankful for that phone call you received after our chat. Praying for God's peace!
ReplyDeleteThanks for being there today, Beth. It means a lot to me. I love you!
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This will be sooooo much better for you in every way. You must feel so much better. From what you have written lately I could tell something had to change or you were going to crash and burn. You listened to your inner voice and that is good as many times we don't. Good for you Martha........this new job sounds wonderful :-)
ReplyDeleteMarilyn from Canada
Thank you, Marilyn.
DeleteYou have made a great decision....best of luck!
ReplyDeleteThey are lucky to have you!
Cheers!
Linda :o)