I Lost My Job Last Week… Now What?!?!
Last Tuesday morning at around 10:00 a.m. I received a call from my manager. The call came about 30 minutes after speaking with my company’s IT department in regards to not being able to log into my email account earlier in the day. I thought that my manager was calling to give me an update on my helpdesk ticket. Boy, was I wrong. After answering the call, my boss started the conversation by saying that he had just gotten an email from our corporate office that he wanted to read to me. As I sat on the other end of the phone, not quite giving him my full attention and expecting him to ramble off a message about the company’s email server being down, I heard him say something to the effect of “we regret to inform you that your employment has been terminated as of today.” Wait…WHAT?!?! Run that by me again! I thought to myself, “you do know that I have a wife, two kids, a dog, and a pretty nice sized mortgage to pay every month, right?” But, I digress…
As the conversation continued, we discussed the impact that covid-19 has had on our business and how the company had been impacted by the global pandemic. After a few more moments we said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone. After 10 years with the company, my time there was over. Just like that. Grand opening…Grand closing! When we got off the phone I didn’t feel any anger or resentment. I didn’t feel sad, I didn’t shed a tear or even question why the decision was made to let me go.
There is one word that can describe the way that I felt in that very moment, and that word is FREE. I think that we forget how much power there is in freedom. Being free means that we aren’t tied to anything. We aren’t controlled by anyone else’s ideas of what we should and should not be. Freedom is that feeling that comes for most of us when we realize that we have more control over our destiny than we have ever had before.
Not to toot my own horn or anything, but for over 20 years I have been one of the most decorated and highly rated radio personalities in two different states (toot…toot lol). My journey in radio began as something to do for fun. I enjoyed learning the craft. I lived the lifestyle. I embodied a lot of what the culture represented. I met a lot of celebrities and walked into more concerts for free than I can even remember. I definitely loved the perks that came with the job. But, at some point during the journey it went from loving what I did and doing what I loved to just being a job. A job that for me was becoming more of a routine than a passion project. I spent years working on my craft and developing new ways to reinvent myself. I put a lot of hard work and effort into creating content. There were trails of blood, sweat, and tears left behind in every radio station that I have ever worked in. But, as of late, there had been something missing for me. I didn’t have the same fire in my eyes that I did 20 years ago. The business changed, the music changed, the culture of Hip Hop that I lived and breathed for over 30 years changed. At the age of not quite 40 yet…I changed! For some of us it can be hard to admit that we may be falling out of love with something that we have held so near and dear to our hearts for so long. Yes, letting go most definitely hurts. But, usually it’s the act of holding on that causes us the most pain.
While the call that I received to notify me that I lost my job came as a surprise, it did not totally knock me off of my feet. You see, 2019 was probably the hardest year that I have ever seen. I watched my mother fight and beat the crap out of breast cancer. I lost an aunt to brain cancer. My 15-year-old daughter battled depression. I battled depression. The stress of it all piled up high, and the monthly bills seemed to pile up even higher. There were some days that I woke up and didn’t know how I was going to keep it together, or how I would continue on, but I kept fighting. I fought…and I fought…and I fought. I got knocked down…I got up…and I fought some more. Because that’s what champions do. We keep punching. I figured that if I could get up every morning and fight my way through those things that felt like a Mike Tyson gut punch every time I thought about them, this will be a walk in the park. One of the may lessons that I learned last year was that our hardships are what give us the ability to persevere.
There are people who are losing their lives every day due to the novel coronavirus that we are currently fighting, and folks are literally out risking their lives to help us battle this global pandemic. So, for me to be angry or upset about losing my job would be a disservice to those who have died and to those who are currently serving on the front lines. I think so often we get caught up in how circumstances affect us that we not only forget about the individuals who are fighting battles much bigger than ours, but we also forget about the things that are in place that are working on our behalf. Things like our faith, our family, and the favor of God don’t depend on where we’re working or how much money is in our bank account every week. Those are the things that are etched into the fabric of our lives. Those are the things that we pull from when times get tough, and they are much greater than the circumstances that come with things like the loss of a job. Let’s not forget…God is the GREATEST, and there is nothing that he can’t handle.
The obstacles that we are currently facing are temporary, they won’t last forever. But, we have the ability to make decisions now while we are self quarantined and practicing social distancing that will impact our families for generations to come. Time is the most valuable commodity that we have, and the way that we use it now will determine where we land once this thing is over. Now that I am unemployed, I have a lot of free time on my hands. Over the last few days I have been using some of my free time to think about ways that I can serve. How can I use my talents to help others? What can I do to help others find their passion? Things like that have been on my mind a lot lately, and I plan on asking God for guidance and spending a lot of time listening for answers.
Will I ever return to the airwaves? I have no clue, but the one thing that I do know is that God saw that my passion was lacking and that it was time for me to MOVE! He knew that I couldn’t possibly go in the direction that he wanted me to go if I was driving the car, so he decided to take the wheel…and I’m fine with that! As one chapter closes, another will open, and another after that one. That’s just the way that life goes. The ball is in my hands, and I am preparing to pivot. I am taking the tools that I have gained over the last 20 years and sharpening them so that my next move will be my best move, and I hope that you are doing the same thing in your life.
If you have been negatively impacted in any way by the Coronavirus, I just want to send an encouraging word your way. Continue to fight the good fight and walk by faith. I found a good article with resources to help those of us who have lost our jobs recently. Click HERE to read it. Keep pressing on. We are closer to defeating this thing than we think we are, and we will come out victorious on the other side. Take things one day at a time, and also take care of yourself and your loved ones! All we can do is keep the faith while continuing to believe in ourselves and the plan that God has for us!
I’m rooting for you!
Yours In Service,
The Glad Dad, LLC