Waiting for a Miracle
Jan. 9th, 2002 01:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
...I've been waiting too much, but there are times when I feel there is nothing more I can do, or I don't want to face the little chores and steps I need to take to get to certain minor goals.
Yes, I need a job, really need a great one that pays well enough to support Ana and I without assistance. There are two problems in this: 1) The unemployment rate is horrendous (Washington State has dropped to only the 2nd highest unemployment rate in the country). 2) I don't really want to do the jobs I'm qualified for. I've found some great Administrative Assistant positions, some of them don't require a BA (Ha! If I had a BA in *anything* I wouldn't be looking for this type of job!), and some are actually within my means of transportation. However, I look at the job requirements and the long list of duties and tasks to perform, I know I *can* do them, but I'm loathe to actually be expected to do them.
Expectations and Guilt, two things David and I've talked about a lot lately. He's a great sounding board and he's able to clarify much of my own confusion I can't see through. I have difficulty with expectations, I don't like being *expected* to do things, but I like to do them as a surprise or out of the kindness of my heart. I love to be asked to do things, but when someone makes an expectation I resent it. Then there's the guilt... David says I carry around a lot of guilt, often for things that are too minor to have guilt over, and others which I didn't mean or can't go back and change. He says guilt is holding me back from much of what I'm doing, if I keep thinking about what I've done (or haven't done) and obsessing on it, I'll never be able to move forward to correct my mistakes.
Sera hasn't called, she hasn't written, and I wonder why I even bother putting the choice to her. It's a big choice she's leaving up to me regarding our daughter, and because I haven't seen her in person long enough to talk with her in the last three or four weeks, I can't even tell her what the decision is which she needs to make. I resolved myself not to call for some time, and then I finally caved this weekend. I called her at work, she told me how very much she missed me and Ana, and she was going to call. She didn't. I called her the next day at work, she said she'd call, and she wanted to come over Sunday night, she just had to check her schedule. She didn't call, and I didn't bother to on Sunday. What's the point? If she's determined to avoid me and to disappoint Ana, then she'll never know what happens, and I won't allow this cycle of disappointment to continue. It's either Ana or no Ana, Raven or no Raven, it can't be whenever the mood hits her, change of plans at the spur of the moment, and skipping out on Christmas after six months of planning because she's afraid. Yet how will she know this? Does she even read this journal? I can't allow her to do this to Ana, I can't allow Ana to grow up with so much disappointment and resentment directed towards Sera. But I won't tell this to Sera on the phone, only in person. She hasn't posted since December, I have no idea what's going on in her life.
It's a world of frustrations, but somehow I keep smiling. Had to take Ana to the doctor's yesterday, only to find out she's healthy. Probably having trouble at daycare because of emotional issues, not physical. She didn't require I carry her most of the way back. The rain had left us, the clouds were gone, it was blue sky and white sun. Ana walked by my side for four long blocks. Such a wonder. She's been "shh"-ing me, and she's become possessive of her toys, tells everyone who tries to play with her favorites "no" very firmly and takes the toy from them. Another mimcry of me, mixed with her determination to have her way. So cute. This morning she woke up, pulled her big rag doll I got her for Christmas out from under the covers, sat it up and gave it a big hug. She then turned it to face her, talked with it, tickled it, and played peek-a-boo. The smiles and giggles were a blessing this morning.
This is the joy of parenthood, the reward for the hard work, but I'm still waiting for a miracle to come ... to help us free ourselves from State obligation, from fear, from frustration, and to build our foundations for the future.
Yes, I need a job, really need a great one that pays well enough to support Ana and I without assistance. There are two problems in this: 1) The unemployment rate is horrendous (Washington State has dropped to only the 2nd highest unemployment rate in the country). 2) I don't really want to do the jobs I'm qualified for. I've found some great Administrative Assistant positions, some of them don't require a BA (Ha! If I had a BA in *anything* I wouldn't be looking for this type of job!), and some are actually within my means of transportation. However, I look at the job requirements and the long list of duties and tasks to perform, I know I *can* do them, but I'm loathe to actually be expected to do them.
Expectations and Guilt, two things David and I've talked about a lot lately. He's a great sounding board and he's able to clarify much of my own confusion I can't see through. I have difficulty with expectations, I don't like being *expected* to do things, but I like to do them as a surprise or out of the kindness of my heart. I love to be asked to do things, but when someone makes an expectation I resent it. Then there's the guilt... David says I carry around a lot of guilt, often for things that are too minor to have guilt over, and others which I didn't mean or can't go back and change. He says guilt is holding me back from much of what I'm doing, if I keep thinking about what I've done (or haven't done) and obsessing on it, I'll never be able to move forward to correct my mistakes.
Sera hasn't called, she hasn't written, and I wonder why I even bother putting the choice to her. It's a big choice she's leaving up to me regarding our daughter, and because I haven't seen her in person long enough to talk with her in the last three or four weeks, I can't even tell her what the decision is which she needs to make. I resolved myself not to call for some time, and then I finally caved this weekend. I called her at work, she told me how very much she missed me and Ana, and she was going to call. She didn't. I called her the next day at work, she said she'd call, and she wanted to come over Sunday night, she just had to check her schedule. She didn't call, and I didn't bother to on Sunday. What's the point? If she's determined to avoid me and to disappoint Ana, then she'll never know what happens, and I won't allow this cycle of disappointment to continue. It's either Ana or no Ana, Raven or no Raven, it can't be whenever the mood hits her, change of plans at the spur of the moment, and skipping out on Christmas after six months of planning because she's afraid. Yet how will she know this? Does she even read this journal? I can't allow her to do this to Ana, I can't allow Ana to grow up with so much disappointment and resentment directed towards Sera. But I won't tell this to Sera on the phone, only in person. She hasn't posted since December, I have no idea what's going on in her life.
It's a world of frustrations, but somehow I keep smiling. Had to take Ana to the doctor's yesterday, only to find out she's healthy. Probably having trouble at daycare because of emotional issues, not physical. She didn't require I carry her most of the way back. The rain had left us, the clouds were gone, it was blue sky and white sun. Ana walked by my side for four long blocks. Such a wonder. She's been "shh"-ing me, and she's become possessive of her toys, tells everyone who tries to play with her favorites "no" very firmly and takes the toy from them. Another mimcry of me, mixed with her determination to have her way. So cute. This morning she woke up, pulled her big rag doll I got her for Christmas out from under the covers, sat it up and gave it a big hug. She then turned it to face her, talked with it, tickled it, and played peek-a-boo. The smiles and giggles were a blessing this morning.
This is the joy of parenthood, the reward for the hard work, but I'm still waiting for a miracle to come ... to help us free ourselves from State obligation, from fear, from frustration, and to build our foundations for the future.
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Date: 2002-01-12 06:59 am (UTC)Or better yet, maybe one of us will win the lottery bigtime!
Love and Hugs
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