Blessings come in unexpected ways
They say that every cloud has a silver lining.
The optimist agrees with this, and the pessimist scoffs at the folly.
Some see the glass as half full and some as half empty. Same thing.
The more time that has passed since JL Day, comically titled as Job Loss Day, the more I see the flip side of things (optimism, pessimism). I try my best to see that moment with optimism rather than sulk all day and end up a tired, dried up prune.
I learned from my recent catastrophe that life is a cycle after all. It is but normal for people to feel this to help them recover from their fall. Of course, there is denial. The shock stage. Remember how I disappeared from church and Bingo nights? I felt so ashamed of myself.
Anger followed my denial stage. I resented everyone for the first two weeks of being unemployed. I lambasted innocent people like my neighbors and even the mailman! Then I got so frustrated with myself since I haven’t found a new job even after sending thousands of resumes to nearly all companies in the United States of America.
So much for the mush, my new found friend, who is a widower, told me that I also have to take care of my health insurance. I had good coverage while I was working for the Army, but now that’s gone and my interim coverage that I got as a safety net is about to expire. He told me that there is this law that allowed people, who got separated from their jobs, to apply for insurance at the rate their former company applied for. It’s called The Consolidated Omnibus Budget Reconciliation Act (COBRA).
All sob stories end with learning how to adapt with the situation. How to deal with the loss and somewhat embrace the bits and pieces of lessons that come with it.
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