It's Going To Be Alright

It's the journey to "alright" that concerns me.. . . .

In mid August, I started a new job. I am now the Director of Residence Life at a small Catholic university in the Bay Area. It is my dream job. Right now, it doesn't get any better than this. Even with all the trials and tribulations, I am excited about my job everyday.

That said, these trials and tribulations have overwhelmed me to the point of silenty screaming for my mama on a daily basis.

My dream job began with my very knoweledgeable assistant going on vacation for three weeks. Then, Katrina fucked up New Orleans and I had to find rooms for a group of Xavier students. My dorms were aleady at capacity. When everything seemed to calm down, a student was physcally assaulted, by a stalker, in the dorms. Then another girl was physcally assaulted by a stalker who doesn't like the fact that she is bisexual.

While I sat in my office hiding from the next catastrophe, my sister friend said, "It's going to be alright". I know that. "It", whatever "it" is, always ends up being alright. What scares me is what happens on the road to "alright".

Within the last two weeks, I have had a girl verbally threaten her roommate with bodily harm and a student who can't get any sleep because his roommate won't turn off his TV until 3am. I took in a kitten who has diarrhea. . . on my couch, rug and bedding. And to top it off, my boss resigned last Thursday, effective immediately.

And yet I know it's going to be alright. It's the journey to "alright" that is leaving me breathless.

Be Blessed!