It is often said that everything happens for a reason. When you’re navigating the unpredictable landscape of 40+ singlehood, this saying is more than a little hard to digest. But maybe there’s some truth to it after all—a comforting thought that occurs me to when I think about the winding road of my career.
Many moons ago, I started out in journalism. Temping as an administrative assistant for a division of Thomson Financial led to a permanent gig at one of their publications—and a reporter position eventually followed.
After making the leap to TV news (and doing small town stints in Maine, Illinois and Delaware), I took a break to get my master’s degree. One of my classmates worked for Fox News, and she secured me the interview that got me a job at the network.
When I was contemplating my next career reincarnation, I reached out to fellow journalism school alum and New York Travel Correspondent Valarie D’Elia. A freelance gig writing for her website inspired me to go into travel PR. Val connected me with ., which became my professional home for more than five years.
It was during this time that I had the pleasure of working with PR maven who was with the agency representing the Bahamas, where one of my resort clients was located. In 2012, Jen included me on an email blast she sent out that Starwood Hotels was looking for a Marketing Manager.
As I’ve said to Jen many times since, she was literally my fairy jobmother. I have the good fortune of working with her again because she provides PR support for the two hotels I work for. If that isn’t full circle serendipity, I don’t know what is.
When I look back at my career, all the circuitous turns that didn’t make sense then make perfect sense now. I’ve never been more fulfilled job wise and I feel like everything I’ve done has prepared me for what I do with my workday. Like I am right where I’m supposed to be in my career.
How nice to think it’s possible I will someday be able to say the same thing about my love life.
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