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Message From: madure |
Total Posts: 261 |
Join Date: 06/06/2006 |
| Rank: Coach |
Post Date: 16/08/2006 21:10:27 |
Points: 1355 |
Location: Sri Lanka |
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They were just stories, but every night my parents and I would gather around and read from a book of fairy tales. Brave knights would rescue princesses, small elves would come to the aid of people in need, and little children would get into trouble for telling a lie. Each found a place in my heart, especially the princess who had to decide which path to follow through a strange, enchanted forest.
A few years ago, layoffs at work left me frantically seeking new employment. I searched through the paper and called friends for leads. After many interviews, and much discouragement, it happened. Not one, but three job offers came on the same day. Each was in a different city and each would provide the income I needed.
Which to choose, I could not tell. Recruiters made each one sound so perfect, yet I knew that one would be better than the rest. Which one, I pondered. As I reviewed each company and my own personal goals, I began to feel at peace with one particular offer. But I was still confused.
As I sat thinking, the voice of my mother came back from my memory as she read the fairy tales of my youth. The princess was in the forest and confused as the animals all tried to give her conflicting advice. Suddenly, I knew. And the choice has given me a career of which to be proud. The words that I remembered?
"When you need a friend to trust, listen to your heart."
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