Our educational institutions are churning out hundreds of thousands of desperate job hunters that are ready to carry on the tradition of the nine-to-five, thirty-days-make-a-pay mindset. Nothing wrong with that, except that when it is all that they have been taught, it is dangerous. The labor market only has a few slots that ensures about 5% of them get employed in the first year after graduation; the brightest among them that is; the whole process is so skewed and amoebic that folks end up doing jobs they have absolutely no knowledge about. This means the hiring company would have to spend precious money and time to train and equip with the relevant skill set. Solution, know what you are good at and develop it, then you have something to add to the system.
Forgiveness, just like Love, has definitions to varying degrees or like an onion—layers. I always thought I had the forgiveness thing locked down, yeah right! Just like the proverbial out of the blue, it hit me that I had just erased that part from memory and decided the type of forgiveness I wanted to extend. I found out that I couldn’t (or at least that’s what I had subconsciously agreed) go back if I had the chance. On my way home, it became evident that this sealed can of worms had been in the basement and it is already stinking. It took an interviewer’s probing questions for me to shed light on that chapter in my life’s story. Forgiveness is absolute, but just like everything else, we make it relative and as such varying standards abound. This means what I call forgiveness may not cut it for someone else. While my version of forgiveness may be shallow and warped, yours may be brutally honest. Ultimately, we are responsible for our versions of forgiveness, while it is in our best