A personal storm came out of nowhere when I was least expecting it. Right after graduation, I received a letter that would shatter the world as I knew it. A letter that stated I owed Park University over $1,000, and I was not allowed to get my grads or return to school until the balance was paid in full. I fell to the floor and cried. I was currently unemployed, and $1,000 plus dollars refused to fall from the sky all summer despite how hard I tried.
I have tried everything all summer long. Friends and family are trying to help, however, every time the money starts to collect “life happens.” My chest would ache where my heart seemed to no longer be located. I finally know what I want to be when I grow up! And now, I am at a standstill until life finally decides to give me a break.
Why $1,000 plus dollars? This is the really awesome part. When financial aid got split between two schools, I spent all semester talking to both Park and JCCC to make sure that everything was going like it should since I had never split between schools before. I was assured it was. The bill is for taking an extra class. My Park advisor enrolled me in an extra class that was not covered by financial aid, because she saw the amount going towards JCCC thinking it was still available for use. Now I am stuck with a very heavy bill.
Time is against me. Since May 25th, the storm came and swallowed my heart and soul whole. I haven’t felt this terrible since I was told I would never dance again. Something that had been a major part of my identity for the majority of my life was ripped away from me. Suddenly, I had become lost beyond words. All because of a single turn and a knee cap that wanted to go its own way. It was happening again. I was lost. Until two days ago.
The shell is different, but this sassy Storm Chaser arrived on Friday for the first time since I graduated. “Hello old friend,” I said smiling in the mirror. I am not sure why she is back right now when there are no answers or solutions in sight just yet, but I welcome her all the same. My shoes are still laced. I am still chasing the same storm. However, now I have heart and soul again and it feels so much better. I may or may not be able to return this Fall, but the fire has returned to fight the storm a lot better. We will see what the future holds. But today, this sassy Storm Chaser is here to rule, and hopefully is here to stay.
We all have personal storms that we face. Some big, some small, and some in between. Here are some of my personal storms. Are you ready to run with me?....