Sitting on the stage in the middle of Cistern Yard for the 2018 graduation ceremony was nothing short of surreal. Every thought that could go through my mind at that time did, “How did four years go by so fast?”, “I really hope I don’t trip”… “It is hot as hell” and “What am I going to do now?” being the loudest thought bouncing around in there.
You never go into your last year of school thinking about the end. For me, all I could think about was being back. I finished my junior year in France and after 9 months of not seeing my friends and not being in Charleston, I was ready to just see everyone again. I didn’t think about graduation, that last homework assignment or any “ending”, I was just excited to start.
A little side information: I am a planner, I pride myself on being organized and having a general idea of where I want to be and what I will do in the future. Sometimes I have it set in stone and no one can budge me, other times it’s just an idea or a possibility but, it is always a plan.
With that said, I had no plan during this last year. I had a guess as to what I wanted to do and where I would do it but I never had a “this is my next move” plan in place. It was just one of those things that I’d just figure out along the way. I went through the year working, interning, being with friends and finishing my degree.
Around the second semester was when the giant “What’s next?” question became more and more pressing. I started applying to jobs and as I listened to friends talk about the job they accepted or where they were moving, I got nothing. I’d gone through interviews, some I didn’t like others I never heard back from. It was a hard thing to get over. It’s not an easy task to power through when you hear nothing back from potential employers.
There was one thing that helped ease the uncertainty of all the silence. Everyone tells you “what’s meant for you, will find you” and I have never felt that to be more true than I do now. In the spur of the moment I decided to fly to New Orleans with my boyfriend and job search. I had no real leads, and only had about a week to look, the odds did not feel like they were in my favor, but I went for it anyways.
Be it good luck or bad luck ,whatever you call it, my flight home was canceled and I had to stay for another week. That same day, I got an offer to take an internship in NOLA. It was the first step that I needed. It set me up to work for two different internships at New Orleans & Company and New Orleans Wine & Food Experience. This may not be what every post grad dreams of but that’s not always the point.
I was exactly where I was supposed to be in that moment. To anyone else who might be a little lost in the chaos of post grad life, as cliché as it may sound… Trust The Process. If you need to take a few extra steps to get that dream job or move to the dream city, that is perfectly okay. Take the opportunities that come at you and work hard knowing what’s meant for you will always find you.