Before the holidays, I received quite a few congratulatory texts and emails from friends I hadn’t spoken to or seen in a while. They wanted to catch up, but with work and the holidays, it made it hard to do.
Tuesday, I had off and I figured it was now or never. I shot one of them an email on Sunday hoping they would be able to meet up. We decided on this vegetarian spot in down town Philly and it was amazing!
As I listened to her talk about what was going on in her life, I couldn’t help but remember.
I remember meeting her for the first time and connecting over our disdain for our work situation.
I remember seeing her at the monthly writer’s meeting and being grateful that she took the time to discuss personal development books with me along with her vision for her blog.
I remember her meeting with me in between shopping and planning for a major event that her job was putting on. She whipped out her Mac and browsed through my site asking me some really hard questions. Things that I should have easily known, but just didn’t have the answer to like “how do you define freedom?” and “what are your goals for your blog?”
I remember the countless times she encouraged me to just write. Write for my blog, write for her blog, write for other blogs and organizations too.
I also remember how defeated I felt in those times unsure if my current work situation was my fault. I hoped she understood where I was coming from. Was she going through it too? Would she pick up on my current opinion of myself?
I didn’t know.
All I knew is that I was extremely appreciative that she took time out of her busy day to speak with me.
Even though she seemed unsure of her future, which a woman sitting beside us picked up on, I couldn’t help but come to her rescue because I still remember.
I remember the girl with the bright eyes and the bubbly personality. The hustler who completed multiple internships in hopes that it would make her more marketable. The girl who fearlessly moved from the Midwest in search of something new. And the same girl who continues to push herself and others everyday.
I remember and in those difficult times, I hope she remembers that about herself too.
