On Going Back to Work

     The decision to go back to work after 6 years of being a stay at home mom was made for me when my husband was laid off from the carpentry field once again.  He left the field for a more reliable and promising position with the New York City Department of Sanitation, which is a great job with wonderful benefits, however, the starting salary is very low, and we just can't pay the bills on one salary.  My going back to work with a little one still out of school was not something I planned on making, and I must honestly say, it upsets me to have my early years with my baby cut short, but everyone has to do what they have to do in these times of economic decline--My feelings and sentimentality comes second, my family's well being must come first. 

     The great part is that daddy will be home during the day to watch the boys while I work and then mommy will be home at night when daddy works, this way we won't need to rely on outside child-care which scares the life out of me.  There are many wonderful daycare programs out there, don't get me wrong, but you do hear the horror stories on occasion and I don't want to take that chance with my boys if I don't have to.  I am very grateful that they will be home with my husband and my mom who share my views on discipline, rewards, morality, and religion,    I wish everyone had the luxury of leaving their children with trusted loved ones, this country's children would be a lot safer and parents without a doubt would go to work with a greater feeling of peace of mind and heart.

     So off to work I go.  Thankfully I found a job within three days of needing one which is not an easy task to do nowadays, especially in <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /?>New York where the competition is FIERCE.  I have to admit though, I had help:  God always puts me where I need to be and points me in the right direction.  This time he pointed me right to my oldest and dearest friend Sandy (who had called to check up on me).  It just so happened that she was looking for a secretary at her office and was interviewing just as I asked her how work was going and if they had any positions open.  It was as if the stars had aligned and the angels sang when we both had our needs met at the same time.  God is so good.  Sandy arranged an interview for me and I went in two days later and left with a new job.  It was an offer I couldn't refuse (she loves The Godfather).  Now, not only do I have a new job, but I get to see one of my most favorite people in the whole world five days a week!  We have not been able to see each other more than perhaps twice a year (terrible I know--especially when we live about 20 minutes away) and now we get to be silly (in between our serious grueling hours of work of course) all day.  I am so proud that Sandy trusts me enough to welcome me into her place of work.  For as long as I have known her, she has always looked out for me, and today (30 something years later) she is still taking care of me.  I am such a lucky girl.  I love you Sandy.  =)