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Point A to Point B may not be a straight line,
If it is or it isn’t, the path is still mine.
It’s not how or when we get to Point B,
Who we meet, what we learn - THAT matters, you see.
Sometimes our journey has curves and bends,
How we view the turns – on us, it depends.
The road can be bumpy or smooth on some days,
Grab the wheel, hold on, embracing each phase.
Do we set goals and follow our dreams?
Or have we lost sight, to some, it seems?
Each person, each moment, all have a part,
Of the adventure we’re on – a piece of our heart.
The ups and the downs, confusion, and doubt,
The glass we view is what it’s about.
Is it half-empty or maybe half-full?
Experience from both is what we will pull.
Successes and struggles create who we are,
To better our vision, more clear by far.
What is God’s plan? What is His will?
Have we prayed for guidance when going uphill?
Life can be messy and that is true,
But, never give up, whatever you do!
We have gifts and talents unique to us,
Find them and use them. Don’t worry and fuss.
Be confident you were created for more,
Do you hear God knocking? Open the door.
He’ll take our hands, you and me,
And help us travel Point A to Point B!
A sweet high school friend of mine, Alison, traveled the winding road from Point A to Point B. She pursued her passion of becoming an Interior Designer, by way of a few other credentials after her name. I was inspired by her story, so I wanted to share it with you today:
From Alison’s blog:
I have always loved houses. I remember vividly, a conversation with my Dad before going off to college. He'd asked me what I wanted to study, and I answered something like historic preservation of houses. In his own, Dad-only-wants-the-best-for-you way, he suggested I pursue something a little more likely to offer, say, a job when I got out of school.
When I visit with peers and potential clients, they often ask how I got from point A to B. Let's just say it was a circuitous route. It seems a bit self-indulgent to post, but my journey might offer some insight to others who may be searching for their True Path, so I thought I'd share.
When I landed at The University of Texas, (hookem!) I knew it had a renowned School of Architecture, but didn't think it was for me. I ended up majoring in Nutrition, and despite sharing the (dismally-named Home Economics) building with the Interior Design students, I never knew Interior Design existed as a profession. Forgive me, but I thought it was a place-holder degree for women waiting for their MRS. Little did I know! After graduating, I went on to work in medical sales. It was a good living. I enjoyed meeting with patients, but I just didn't feel a connection to the sales aspect. After about five years, I decided to leave the business.
At the time, I was dating my soon-to-be fiancé. When I told him I was thinking about leaving sales, he (who was just finishing up law school), suggested I get a law degree.
So, I did what anyone trying to find a fitting career does - wrack up a lot of debt! In the meantime, my new husband and I were renovating our first home - a 1920s bungalow. Maybe I should've seen it as a sign that I was WAY more interested in the space planning and finish selections of my house, than I was in keeping up with my studies! Ultimately, law school was a good experience. I made great friends, but by the time I earned my JD, I think I knew in my heart I didn't want to practice law. But who wants to admit the last three years were potentially a very expensive mistake?
I floundered for a few years as we moved out of state, started a family, and moved overseas to Brazil. There's a sort of limbo you go into when you first move to a foreign country. You know you're not in Kansas anymore, so to speak, but you're also not acclimated to the new culture. It was in this time of semi-seclusion that I first learned of design blogs. I pored over blogs written by people who were schooled in Interior Design, were practicing it, and writing about it in a way that showed it in its true, professional light. It was one of the biggest lightning bolt moments I've ever had - I knew it was what I was meant to do.
I started a blog as a way to channel my thoughts and inspiration about interiors, but being overseas, wasn't sure how to make my way forward with actually becoming a designer. I used the time in Brazil to absorb as much design as possible - the Country offers a fantastic study of classic mid-century design, mixed with cultural aplomb. There's no doubt that living in Brazil significantly impacted my aesthetic, honing my preference for eclectic design. It was, in itself, an education in design.
When we returned to the States, I focused on settling our family, and personalizing our home. Once again, I felt that rush of excitement of having a design project to dig into. Truth be told, I probably crave renovations more than straight up decorating, but am happy as a clam doing both! It gave me time to think about how I wanted to pursue a design business in an area where I have no friends or family to do those "freebie" design projects for to build a portfolio. I decided there was NO WAY I was going back to get yet another degree, but still wanted some street cred, so I enrolled in Northern Virginia Community College's Interior Decorating Certification program. It's a great program that provides sound fundamentals in the design process, and was just what I wanted in terms of credentials.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm getting such a late start, but I also can't imagine coming to the table with any different experience. My story comes through in my work, and I dare say, will ultimately make me a stronger designer.
You can find Alison in her beautifully cozy, decked out and jazzed up, corner of the web at Alison Giese Interiors. I’m so very proud of you, Alison! You found your Point B and I can see how happy you are using your gifts and talents! Keep shining, my Dietitian-Saleswoman-Lawyer-Designer Friend! Woo-hoo!