My Dream Vs Destiny

A year ago, when my daughter Chanel was a newborn. I worked as a fashion designer's assistant and as a representative for the clothing line. This work added extra money to our much needed funds, but it couldn't substitute as an actual JOB. I wasn't making money everyday, I was only earning commission and the clothing line was a developing project. But on the other hand I was having so much fun!! I loved the clothing line, and it was very much so appreciated by so many others. It was just the thrill of mingling with so many well know local fashion designers and DC Socialites, that make this work so easy. My favorite adventure, other than meeting well known celebs in the music and fashion industry, was the Fashion Fights Poverty fashion show. Ooh to die for!!! Everything from the color displays on the run way, the Grand Marnier chocolate shots, to the colorful crowds of beautiful young men and women. I never felt so close to my dreams. To be one of those beautiful people in the Fashion Industry. I was a marketing major and planed to be Marketing Director for a well know clothing line. I humbly wasn't worry nor concerned with being rich, having a house on the hill with 20 cars. No, give me a mod-deco condo or 2 level loft that over looks Chinatown, keep that 16 acre mansion in the Hampton's. (Now I wouldn't mind being invited to one for the annual all white party).

Presently, working as a receptionist for a Fortune 500 company. A place where people are so proud of working here and being here; I'm actually afraid that when someone gets fired that they will blow the place up. I'm serious. Yes the money is good, we are surviving. But this job really doesn't interest me. Granted, I get my work done. Lol but there is no satisfaction in this. I am more excited about getting paid than, telling people where I work. Most people would say "well that's all you need". Liars!! Why can't I actually enjoy my job? So now a year later, I am ready to head back into the industry. But I keep getting this feeling of what seems to be an internal war raging within my gut. One side saying "just let it be, you have a perfect job". The other side, " You dreamed of this for so long, and you're so close"

I am at the crossroads...I've actually been standing here for over a year.

The Dream: The Fashion Industry Vs. Destiny: Basic Job w/ Nice Pay