This summer I had the most amazing opportunity not only to spend weeks with a group of the most amazing people but also accompany my younger brother into the most important step of his life: high school.
Over the course of my sophomore year I went through a long but fun process of becoming an Orientation Leader for St. John’s University. After weeks of attending the training, I got a letter that stated that I was being wait-listed for the job. I thought to myself that maybe I wasn’t cut out for it and that I should just dedicate my summer to what I like to do best: read and write. Soon afterwards, I got a phone call from my step-mother. My father wasn’t doing too well health-wise and I took the decision of flying to Florida to visit him for the summer. I was with him for a month, but it was a very long, stressful, emotional, and worrying month. I deeply believe in the saying that: everything happens for a reason, and for that reason I wasn’t too upset about being wait-listed.
I was with my father for approximately a month before I decided that it was time to go back home, handle some personal stuff (my brother’s graduation) and then fly back with my brother to stay the rest of the summer alongside my dad.
Two-days! I was in NJ for only two days when I get the most exciting, scary, yet amazing and god-given phone call.
“Are you still thinking about becoming an Orientation leader?”
“Can you move in tomorrow?”
I was speechless, motionless, and burning up with gratitude and excitement. When I finally did answer the questions asked to me, it was unbelievable. I had completely given up on the dream of ever becoming an Orientation leader. I mean it was my second time applying and they had already rejected me once and wait-listed me the other. I couldn’t believe it. At that moment, no matter how excited I was I thought to myself: What about my brother’s graduation, my husband, my dad?
I had to make a choice. My ultimate life dream or my family. It was a tough decision and thinking back on it – I hope I didn’t make the wrong choice, but being so young and having such an understanding and loving family they told me to take it, and I did! They knew that all I ever wanted was a chance – a chance to prove myself, to show others what I am capable of, and this was my chance.
I got to meet some of the most amazing people in my life. I got to learn so many things and I grew – spiritually, mentally, physically, you name it – but I grew.
So accompanying my brother to his freshman orientation for high school showed me where I had started off from and where I am now.
It showed me that for once in my life I had done something right for me – I had to chose between the two things that matter the most to me and I am happy.
Lesson learned: It isn’t always bad to think of yourself. Sometimes putting yourself first is what majestic happy.
With all of that being said, my brother’s freshman orientation was so lacking that I began to think – what if I can now make a difference?
It wasn’t too long afterwards that my bosses at St. John’s University opened up the possibility of becoming an Orientation Program Coordinator. I was hesitant at first because I said to myself I had already seconded my family once and it didn’t feel right doing it again. But with much pressure from both friends, family, and colleagues, I decided to give it a try.
With the motivation and drive of wanting to make a difference, I finally handed in my application to become an Orientation Program Coordinator. I am now anxiously, awaiting the results…
P.S. (Update 9/12/13): I am proud to say that I have now been given the title of Orientation Program Coordinator – and I couldn’t be any happier.