There's something to be said about disappointment. Not only can it knock you down a peg or two, but it can really put a damper on an entire day...or days, in this case.
I didn't get the job.
I've been in a huge bummed out mood every since I found out last night. My boss even said, "I really wanted to give it to you, I really, really did...BUT..." apparently some other guy is just a better fit.
That's fine. I get it.
I still am bummed out and I am really, really disappointed. I think mostly because 1) I was positive the job was mine and 2) I was so looking forward to that family time. I guess I just need to grieve a little because it really feels like a loss.
I'm really okay with it. This was not God's will and so therefore, He has something completely else planned. Something bigger and better and something that I just can't see yet because...well, I am not Him. It's a peaceful feeling to know that I am not in control, although at times it can also cause me to grow impatient and dreadful in the waiting. These are just things I need to work on.
In the meantime. I am thankful still that Jeremy and I have the time together that we do, that Henry is still in the care of one of the two of us 99% of the time, and I still have a job that I'm both comfortable and good at, that is reliable and I really don't dislike.
If you ask me, it sounds like I'm living a pretty blessed life.