Wonder Woman

I met with Wonder Woman eight days ago.
Or my personal variation of Wonder Woman.
She was a career services specialist and she had contacts. She wisely recommended that I think up different sets of goals, ranging from Dream Jobs to the ones that I would do to pay the rent (mortgage in my case). Once I rattled off a couple of the Dream ideas, she would take direct action, making phone calls to people who could get those jobs for me. She left a few good messages. She really helped with my resume, paying more attention to it than I ever did.
Nothing has come of all of this yet, but with some follow-up from me and some luck—I’m a big believer in luck, even when I’m not actually having any—maybe something will. I do know that it was empowering just to be in the room with someone smart and wise and with a few contacts. It felt healthy to get help in a simple, can-do way. Now I’m back to helping myself, but those moments last week left we with a tiny sense of the possible. I need that. Probably everyone does.