The past four months have been a test both of my sanity and my patience. Dealing with banks. Dealing with real estate developers. Everything in preparation for a major change in my life that involves leaving what has been “home” for the past 25 years and heading off to a new location (Florida) with a new career (retirement).
It’s by choice, though, so I’m gritting my teeth and “patiently” waiting for it all to end.
It occurred to me this morning, though, that this is what my students at Curry College, where I headed up the undergraduate Public Relations Concentration and taught most of the PR courses, as well as at Regis College, where I taught in the Graduate Communications program, face at the end of their pursuit of a college diploma.
Nothing seems to be what it was. Something new and often unexpected is always popping up to throw what had been a pleasantly comfortable routine into a total tailspin. Also known as “graduation.”
Now on a good day, I’m apparently a disorganized mess. At least that’s the diagnosis I get from my long-suffering wife, Margaret, who is a mega-linear thinker and doer. She hates it when things don’t go as she has meticulously outlined in her daily planner. (And she gave up on organizing me decades ago!)
But that’s my “life,” and it always will be that way.
Yes. It is possible to establish a semi-organized lifestyle in which things putter along neatly and predictably. But I would (politely) argue that that type of existence is boring with a capital “B.”
Your brain thrives on the challenges of dealing with and finding solutions to the unexpected.
But, more important, progress occurs when changes occur, both in the world in general and in our own lives in particular. Changes don’t happen quietly or while you’re sleeping, though. They happen because someone…you??…makes them happen.
And this is the message I try to pass on to the troops. Yes, the prospect of graduating seems to throw everything into a giant whirlpool and life is spinning around like crazy. It seems like everything is changing by the minute, and you’ve lost control of everything.
But…there is an end to all the madness. You will find a job in which you can use the knowledge gained and the skills developed over the past four(-ish) years. You will be able to settle down and become the productive, successful professional you’ve been dreaming about all this time.
It may take a little longer than you hope. That’s the reality of today’s working world. Nothing is guaranteed. But, if you believe in yourself and in your ability to succeed, you will succeed. I know. I’ve been you…many times over.
In the meantime, take a deep breath and dive into the chaos called “life”…it’s normal.