For most people, graduation is an exciting day – the culmination of years of hard work. My graduation day… was not.
I
remember that weekend two years ago. Family and friends had flown in
from across the country to watch our class walk across that stage. But
like everyone else in my graduating class, I had watched the economy
turn from bad to worse my senior year. We graduates had degrees, but
very limited prospects. Numerous applications had not panned out and I
knew that the next day, when my lease ended, I would no longer have a
place to call home.
The weeks ahead weren’t easy. I gathered up
everything I couldn’t carry and put it into storage. Then, because I
knew my small university town couldn’t offer me any opportunities, I
packed up my car and drove to Southern California to find work. But what
I thought would take a week dragged into two, and then four, and 100
job applications later, I found myself in the exact same spot as I was
before. And the due date to begin paying back my student loans was
creeping ever closer.
You know that feeling when you wake up and
you are just consumed with dread? Dread about something you can’t
control – that sense of impending failure that lingers over you as you
hope that everything that happened to you thus far was just a bad dream?
That feeling became a constant in my life.
Days felt like weeks, weeks like months, and those many months felt
like an unending eternity of destitution. And the most frustrating part
was no matter how much I tried, I just couldn’t seem to make any
progress.
So what did I do to maintain my sanity? I wrote.
Something about putting words on a page made everything seem a little
clearer – a little brighter. Something about writing gave me hope. And
if you want something badly enough… sometimes a little hope is all you
need!
I channeled my frustration into a children’s book. Beyond
the River was the story of an unlikely hero featuring a little fish who
simply refused to give up on his dream.
And then one day, without
any sort of writing degree or contacts in the writing world – just a lot
of hard work and perseverance – I was offered a publishing contract for
my first book! After that, things slowly began to fall into place. I
was offered a second book deal. Then, a few months later, I got an
interview with The Walt Disney Company and was hired shortly after.
The
moral of this story is… don’t give up. Even if things look bleak now,
don’t give up. Two years ago I was huddled in my car drinking cold soup
right out of the can. Things change.

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