As many of you know it has been quite some times since I have had a real job. I have gone through ups and downs about the whole situation but I have an internal faith about this whole situation that everything will eventually work out for the better. I know there are some people out there who would have crossed over into serious depression and would probably be in counseling by now. I have come to the realization that I live on faith. I think that comes from twelve years of parochial school and growing up in the Thompson household. I remember distinctly as a child when BOTH of my parents were unemployed back in the 70s. I think everyone I knew was unemployed back then! And even though neither of them had a job you wouldn’t know it. Both of my parents were hard working people that had faith things would get better.

I am now reliving that 70s scenario. At the end of this month it will have been a year since I have had a full time job but I haven’t fallen into serious depression or taken up some vice. That is because I have faith that things will get better and I have my family to turn toward for support I didn’t realize how fortunate I was compared to some of my friends if the same fate befell them. Hell, my folks live about 7 minutes from me! I have made Sunday dinner at their place a ritual! Even though I feel that my dad doesn’t have a clue about a lot of things whenever I discuss a potential new job he ALWAYS says, “You will get it.” That’s the kind of faith he has. I love that about my dad. I think I love the fact that he has faith in me so I in turn can have faith in myself.