As I mentioned before, I didn’t get the chance to post as much as I would have liked to in the last year, and I am hoping to get better this year. Last year I was fortunate enough to travel out of the country twice, and one of those places being Trinidad. If you have read my other blogs then you know that Trinidad is a place I travel to on a yearly basis due to my whole family still living there. So of course I had to go again in 2018 to see my family and decompress from my first year within the MBA program. I actually went twice last year, and these are those pics from my fun!
In the last few months, I have not been the best at posting what I am living through. The reasons being that being in an MBA program is extremely difficult and hectic so as much as I want to post every little experience, I just can’t. I wanted to take the time to post some of my favorite travel moments that occurred in 2018 starting with Cabo San Lucas, Mexico
I remember when I turned 25, I was so sad. I cried and cried thinking that I was getting so old, I was unmarried and I was super miserable in the relationship I was in.
Each year that passed after that, the feeling somewhat stayed the same. A feeling of “oh Gosh, I’m getting older, what do I do now”.
But as my 30th drew near, something clicked in me and the usual feeling of sadness did not come. Rather, As my birthday approached I was filled with excitement and appreciation to see this age. The last few months I have been on an appreciation kick. Appreciating every last thing I could think of from big things such as being in an MBA program, to small things like being able to move all my toes and fingers. This appreciation didn’t allow me to feel any sense of sadness or anxiety of being 30, rather I was filled with joy that God allowed me to be on this earth this long.
I must say, I love the thought of being in my 30s and leaving all the junk and baggage of my 20s behind. I am now older, calmer, smarter, stronger….better. And that my friends is something worth being happy for!
I am a helper. If you are in my life and I rock with you, I’m going to do all I can to help you. I believe helping others is especially important for those in the black community because if we don’t do it, who will?
But what happens when you continue to help someone and they continue to mess up the opportunities that you have opened for them? This is a place in which I am right now.
I struggle letting people go and just faltering, especially when I know what they can do to turn things around. But when I overextend myself only to have them mess up again it can be an extremely disappointing, frustrating, and distressing to me.
You know that old saying, “you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink”,that’s the exact sentiment that I feel. For this person I have literally given a massive amount to fully transform their life and yet they still found a way to completely mess it up. What do I do now as this person opens up to me about their troubles? Let them fall extremely hard this time or do what I’ve been doing the last few years and help…AGAIN?
In a way to ensure that I don’t put myself in a bad space I have decided to try to help this person one last time and take a massively different approach. Take on a less hands on and more of a coaching approach. I am not here to physically do things for this person anymore, I am here to guide them and offer advice when they ask. I am here to give them literature and passages that will help them head in the right direction. It is now up to them to choose to stay on the path of always ruining things, or finally deciding to be responsible. I can no longer utilize my contacts and my personal resources to help. All I can do now is watch and pray for them and offer kind words to keep them encouraged. Although my first instinct was to do what I always do and overextend myself to help, this time I will just sit back and allow them to figure things out for themself. Hopefully this new strategy works.
I moved to Chicago May 27, and I have been adjusting to the dynamics of this new city.
I moved here knowing one person, and not really knowing much about Chicago outside of what Ive seen in the news. But nonetheless I was excited about this new adventure and how I would adjust.
The last time I moved to a new city where I only knew one person, I was miserable. Mostly due to the space I was in during that time period. I was 24, and in a bad space. Like many in their early 20s my focus was all wrong and I never looked at things from a positive lenses.
I knew that my move to Chicago wouldn’t be the same for several reasons, but mostly because of my mentality, maturity, and tenacity. I have also become very content being alone, watching Netflix’s, reading and praying. Because I’ve found this inner peace and happiness. I knew moving to Chicago would be a breeze.
I am six weeks in and I have to say this city has grown on me. I currently live on the North side of the city in the most affluent area of Chicago. Not knowing anything about Chicago I had no idea of the socioeconomic status of my current place of residency. Everything was mostly based off of convenience and access to my specific housing requirements. The view from my apartment is amazing and I can see the lake and the Sears Tower. Every Wednesday and Saturday there are fireworks from the lake, which is a nice little bonus. Everything in my neighborhood is clean, safe and within walking distance.
I have also developed a small friends circle with people who are also MBA interns living in Chicago for the summer. This actually surprised me the most as I historically have shied away from making bonds with new people due to my anxieties and trust issues.
I have six more weeks left here and I intend to really enjoy every moment of it. I am so GRATEFUL to God allowing me this opportunity to move to a new city by myself and really push myself to flourish!
It’s so funny how God works. Between the years of 2011-2015, I wanted to move to Chicago so badly. I fell in love with the city from the first time I visited it and I wanted to be apart of it. I applied to every job I could in Chicago and I sought out transfer opportunities from my then employers. Nothing seemed to work and I got it in my head that Chicago just wasn’t where I was meant to be….
Fast forward to present day and I now have the opportunity to live in Chicago! It is only for a 3 month period during the summer, but nonetheless, this is an exciting time for me! As any MBA student or prospective student knows, obtaining a summer internship is an integral part of the MBA program. It is an opportunity to get on the job training in your desired field, a chance to get a full time offer for the next year and an opportunity to make some really good money (like ridiculously amazing)! And within the first week of my second semester I obtained an internship with my company of choice in Chicago!
I feel so blessed to be in this space and I give all glory to God. The internship search process is long and very hard, so the fact that I obtained one so early on was a real stress reliever.
Oh and an amazing little tidbit that makes this that much sweeter is that I’m the first person from my school to be hired at this major company! Being black and being the first feels so amazing! I have to set the bar high for those who come after me and hope I can make my school proud!
This just goes to show never give up on your dreams, and never give up on God because he has a plan for you, he is bigger and he is always WORKING!