Everything Happens For A Reason

I recently made a big decision and decided to quit my job. For months I had sat at a desk doing nothing for 8 hours. Mentally, physically, and emotionally I was drained. The routine was difficult. I felt worthless no matter what I did. It effected my home life with my poor sweet new husband. I was miserable and so was he with the negativity I brought. I often thought, "Is this what life has planned for me?"

One morning I went to work dragging my feet. As the morning went on tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't do this anymore. I needed to quit. At lunch I spoke to my husband and he said, "I just want you happy. I support you with anything you decide." Soon after I spoke to my boss and left not saying anything to anyone. I had given up, feeling like a failure I cried on the way home.

I've had time to ponder for the last few days. Why should I be upset about this? A job doesn't define my self worth. I am not restrained by fate. There are so many opportunities available to me. If I don't like my story I have the eraser and pencil to rewrite it. There is so much more to life that I have taken for granted. The things that really matter. The things that really make up who I am Church, the gospel, my family, my adorable husband, and my friends.

Wallowing in my self pity my best friend surprised me with a jamba juice and gave me some wonderful advice that the spirit guided her to say. She reminded me about the story of President Monson as young boy. He and his dad were in the middle of no where in their truck. They were trying to come home and came to a fork in the road. They couldn't remember which way to go. They went on the right path for a ways and it came to a dead end. To their relief it comforted them. Although they had gone the wrong way and it took a ways to drive down they now knew that the other way was right.

I can relate that to my situation. What a blessing I didn't keep going. That path wasn't for me. It was just a side track. I learned good information that I can use in the future, and I made money to help us pay rent. Everything happens for a reason.

-Chelsey