Yesterday, I officially became one year older.
Looking back on the previous 10 years, I see how much has changed in my life. Around this time 10 years ago, I was on summer break from high school, applying for my first job at a local pizza shop. After awhile, I’d end up managing that place, and figured I could make a career out of it. I graduated high school, then left the pizza shop (didn’t pay me enough) for another place (paid me more) where I was a microfilm camera operator. However, the company would end up laying me off 6 months later. Before the lay-off, a friend convinced me to go to church, where I found God, and met my wife.
At that time in my life, I wanted to be an auto mechanic. Not because I liked it all that much, but because I was capable of doing it, and was tired of seeing people getting ripped off. While going to college for that, I had some odd jobs, ranging from warehouse work to store clerk. Jen and I decided to get married when I was 19 and she was 18, and then had our first child pretty close to our first anniversary. Many thought we were crazy and that it wouldn’t last (note: We recently celebrated our 6th anniversary).
After that, life got pretty difficult. From living in a bad neighborhood where people got shot right outside our apartment, to our cars being totaled or broken down, to switching jobs a lot, it was pretty crazy for awhile. At one of those jobs, I’d injured my back so badly I had to undergo a spinal fusion. Considering it’d be hard to be a mechanic with a bad back, I decided to quit pursuing that. I’ve always been a nerd, so I figured I should be a tech support guy. So, I went to a tech school while off work on injury leave and learned how to be a systems administrator.
I found a job in this field, and had a good time. Jen and I used the pay increase to buy a decent house at a decent price and settled down for good (hopefully).
While I was doing some scripting work at this new job, I found out about Columbus Code Camp… And the rest you can find out from previous posts 🙂
I told all this as a hopeful encouragement for anyone who feels like they’re not doing what they love, or that their life is too hectic. Keep pushing. Keep fighting. Ignore the haters. Also, ignore your own excuses. I could’ve laid around sulking after my injury (which I did do for awhile), but I got up and did what I needed to get where I wanted to go. Yes, I do have student loan debt. Yes, I did end up changing careers for the 4th time anyway. However, I’m getting where I want to be, and that’s what really matters.