As I sit here in Starbucks, sipping my second iced coffee of the day (okay third, but who’s counting), currently pondering my thoughts on this fine summer day (what else is new), I can’t help but go on another rant (expression of my thoughts).
With the way different aspects of my life have been falling into place, I credit all of it to one of my many mantras: everything happens for a reason. I am such a firm believer in this saying and I always try to stress the importance of it to my loved ones. I even have an Alex & Ani bracelet with the saying on a charm, so that’s how you know I mean business. I’ve used the phrase several times over the past few weeks to my brother, strangers, and even myself.
We’ll start with my brother. He’s older than me, living life at the age of 25. 25 is the new 20 in my eyes, because you’re right in the middle of your best years. At 25, you’re halfway to thirty, but only five years older than your immature 20-year-old self, where you really start to figure things out and learn what it’s like being an adult. Anyway, my brother studied business in school and graduated with a marketing degree.
Following my dad’s footsteps after a few months of graduating from college, he landed a job, then another, and then another. The companies he worked for were typically small start up companies and he either didn’t like the job or was laid off. As my brother took each job and went about the 9-5 rut every day, he didn’t seem entirely happy. My family and I would always ask how work was but you know boys, one-word answers are their specialties so we didn’t think anything of it.
After landing a job at a larger scale company that looked great on his resume, my brother worked there for over a year, and he was just recently laid off. Instead of feeling sympathy towards my brother, I looked at the glass half full in this situation. I told him everything happens for a reason and there is a reason why him working for these companies or even in this field isn’t working out.
I told my brother him being laid off happened because he needs to focus on himself and do some soul searching (okay, he rolled his eyes at the soul searching part, because my brother isn’t THAT deep). He needs to find what makes him happy and what he wants to pursue for the rest of his life. Life is short and we need to find our passions in life and live them out.
Sometimes it’s hard in the moment to believe “Oh, I’m unemployed” or “My boyfriend just broke up with me for a reason,” I get it. But I’m telling you, from experience everything really happens for a reason. If one door closes, you bet yourself another one will open.
This mentality even applies to relationships. Back in my early high school years, I casually dated this guy (he was mentioned in another one of my previous posts). It was more like a summer fling than dating in my eyes. Funny enough, I met him at my friend’s sweet 16 (is this jogging your memory?) as he worked for the entertainment company.
At the time of our fling, every weekend while he was busy dancing or taking photos at sweet 16’s, I was secretly jealous. I would imagine him chatting up these cute girls (the way he did with me), exchanging numbers and flirting the night away, as I sat home trying to distract myself of these thoughts. When we finally ended it shortly after putting the boyfriend/girlfriend label on us, I was heartbroken.
While in high school on my dance team, I remembered one of my fellow dance team members worked for a DJ company as a party motivator dancing on the weekends. Wanting to get even and do my own share of flirting, I asked my mom for the name of the company, called up the next day and asked how I could audition. Well, 5 years later I am still dancing for the company as a party motivator, making awesome money and have met some of my bestest friends at the company over the past few years.
I am so grateful that I dated this f**** boy because everything happens for a reason, because if he didn’t break up with me and I didn’t want to get even, I would’ve never had the balls to take the risk of applying for this job I had no idea what consisted of it.
Being a journalism major, I consider myself a great listener. As a result of being a great listener, people are constantly confiding in me and sharing things they wouldn’t normally share. My best piece of advice to them? Everything happens for a reason. They may look at me funny or brush it off like it’s just another expression that holds no value, but I promise you my fellow twenty-somethings, in order to have a positive attitude and outlook on life, you have to always look at the glass half full, not empty. When you’re down and find yourself in a shitty situation, tell yourself “everything happens for a reason and I know better things will come from this.”
I assure you, sunny skies will start to appear on a cloudy day with this mentality.