With all that has happened in the last month I’d say, we’ve all been faced with a major curve. No, I’m not talking about the COVID-19 slow the curve, I’m referring to the learning curve. We may have lived in a tech savy world but I think now more than ever are we utilizing all of our technology resources to the max and gaining new skills daily.
Before the virus I was managing a call center with a staff of 20 on top of assisting my Director and other team members in the department with their fundraising needs. I was adjusting, monitoring our goals, preparing activities and ensuring that my team was able to obtain their goal by June.
A month ago I had to make the tough call and close my call center until further notice. However, I did give the option to my staff if they wished to work remotely.
Now, I find myself with a staff of 10 and scrambling to figure out exactly how I can provide remote work for them. With every new task, I feel as if I will never see the light at the end of this dark and narrow tunnel. I find myself struggling with being a good leader for my staff because I don’t have answers nor am I able to be there to support them as I feel I should. I must remind myself that we are all in the same boat looking to our leaders for guidance.
I think its amusing that as an adult when I’m stuck, lost or down right confused I look for another adult who appears to have their ducks in a row for advice. I’m 100% certain they too were just like me which reassures me that I’m doing the best that I can with the tools that I have.
Advice: During these crisis moments, no matter how much you second guess yourself just remember you are not alone. I can guarantee you that someone else in this not-so-big world is going or has gone through what you are. We all will get through this.
Starting over has never been easy for anyone. Yet, here I am facing that wall again. I figured this time I would just write until I couldn’t anymore. I’m not sure what this will yield but maybe it will lead to something better.
Adulting is no small feat nor can anyone really prepare you for it. A year ago, I lost my father which set forth a series of events that would change the vision I chased. I cut ties with several people. My health took an unexpected turn. I found love. I started a career. I regained my life slowly.
I think Adulting/life should have the synonymy: persevere. Each and everyone one of us face several challenges throughout our lifetime much of the time we are alone facing those battles. The one thing we must remember even at our darkest hours:
I thought 2016 was a big year for me, 2018 is a whole different ball game. I’m graduating again! I’m quite involved and busy in my normal day to day life. During the last half of 2017 I realized somethings that I really could have improved on, thus giving me goals to aim for in 2018. I’m not calling this my New Years Resolution because let’s face it many of us don’t keep those. Also, by posting it on this blog I’m able to keep myself accountable.
Make 52 new recipes (roughly 1 recipe per week). I love to cook and I’ve gotten into a rut cooking the same meals in a rotation. This will help me gain cooking skills, try new foods, and most of all appreciate food on another level.
Post on here 108 times (roughly twice per week). I’ve neglected this beautiful blog I’ve nurtured for quite some time. Its best I give it life again. It won’t focus on strictly poetry more like whatever content I can prepare for the week.
Get my LLC by May or August. I have 6 years experience in fundraising and I’d hate for all of this to go to waste once I start working as a behavioral therapist. This is one way to earn extra cash and keep my experience going.
Explore my city with my camera once a month. I live in a metropolitan city which is roughly home to over 1 million people. I’d say I’ve only explored maybe 1% since I moved here mid 2012. It’s time to see what treasures this city holds.
Do you have any goals? Are your goals Specific Measurable Achievable Realsitic Timely?
If so, share them in a comment below. Don’t forget to like this post!
Doing something out of the ordinary or routine can be a pretty scary feeling especially if you are placing yourself in a vulnerable position. This can be nerve racking. When I started this blog a year ago, my only goal was to produce as much poetry or writing I possibly could. In doing so I gained a following. I’m sure many of you are in the same boat I am, how do I continue to grow my following?
Listen to your audience and stats. By doing this you are able to fine tune what content you produce gives you more views and followers.
Make one change at a time. This is key in order to see if something is successful you must make one change at a time. Also, keep that one change in place for a month or two to see the effect it truly has on your audience.
Redesign your website. If you are still fresh, why not redesign your entire interface. Visit your website and ask yourself what is it that you want your readers to pay attention to?
Utilize social media. If you haven’t made any social media account specifically for your blog you are missing a huge opportunity. If something is good and easily available to share on social media, trust me it will spread.
Contact other bloggers like yours. By reaching out to successful people within your genre of blogging you will be able to learn some new tips and tricks.
Here are some other changes that you may want to consider:
Making list posts
Starting a vlog on YouTube
Start a Podcast series
Give some advice
Encourage interaction with your readers
Always, always reply to messages and comments you receive (even if it is late)
I hope this has been somewhat insightful. Please let me know in the comments which tip was most helpful or what you are going to try next.
What many of you may not know is that I’ve dipped my hand in a few fiction pieces before. Fiction for me can be quite difficult because of the process. I’d like to get back into it. Perhaps maybe start doing Flash Fiction challenges on a Friday. Let me know in the poll people. Today, I wanted to share with you a piece where I focused on scenery.
This is where I hear the mountain’s sing as the sun lifts above their peaks, the dew wraps the blades of glass in the valley. The deep lake below our log cabin is stiller as the fog hovers above the water soon to be kissed by the sun rays. Clouds scatter above the blue-orange sky leaving my eyes to melt. I stand on the deck with unpainted toes and my dark-roasted Cuban coffee in my hand. My skin tingles with the slightest touch of her against my legs. An abandoned calico cat finds her way onto the deck each morning. I told myself I wouldn’t feed her but here I am giving her my toast.
“My what a view. I can’t believe its been two years since I’ve been here,” a familiar voice said.
I turned, dropping my coffee on the deck. It was the winter of 2001 when I last saw those boots. It’s now spring time and momma said he wouldn’t be back until late winter. He took off his cap to reveal his buzzed hair, just as I remember. There stands a tall, scrawny man dressed in desert camo with the look of despair upon his face as if he has seen more than his age is worth. I run across the deck and give him the tightest hug I could.
“I was just thinking about when we were kids and how we spent hours on the lake. Welcome back big brother. Mother said you weren’t supposed to be home until late December.”
He embraced my hug squeezing the life out of me just like he always had. After two years of writing letters, short calls, and countless care packages, my best friend returned home. He release me from his grip and walked towards the edge of the deck picking up the cat.
He said, “When did you get a cat?”
“I fed her once and she stayed ever since. Her name is Alora.”
We both stood petting the cat while we watched the sunrise over the mountain.