What seems like the worst week ever, turned out to be a great week.
A week prior to Holy week, I already know that I would not have even a single day off. This is America— All work, No Holiday/s. What added to my sadness is the fact that it’s my first Holy week away from my loved ones. I am proud to say that I have a family who knows the very essence of the season. And this year, I wasn’t able to do my part and I missed a lot of “what should have been.”
Palm Sunday. I was able to hear the Mass. I took the courage to ask for my boss’ permission to release me early that day to be able to go to Church. And she allowed me to clock out early. Ever since I came here, I’ve been itching to hear the Mass. Finally!
I feel refreshed and renewed. Nothing beats the feeling when you are able to cry your heart out, when you know you are able to say everything you want to say even without saying aloud a single word, when you are able to honestly admit your faults and mistakes without the feeling of being judged, and all. It is only in this kind of conversation and it is only with Him that I feel very comfortable to open everything up. I mean, we have this constant conversation everyday but the feeling of being in His home is way better.
I am grateful that He helped me all throughout the week. The Country Club couldn’t be busier than Holy week. With a lot of people coming in every minute, I don’t know how I was able to survive. I worked double the time I used to work, literally. I go home and sleep. Wake up, and go to work. I don’t even know where all the energy came from, but I’m glad I was able to survive the week.
We had some sort of wine contest where everyone should sell the wine special of the week. Whoever gets the highest number of sales wins 2 movie tickets or a gift card. Being the non-sales/marketing me, I was never excited about it. I didn’t even bother to really “sell,” I just ask all the guest if they would like to try the wine special and all, and that’s it. Well, at least, I did my part. I tried to sell, and if they don’t want it, I would not insist.
Easter Sunday. There were a lot of people. I don’t know how we were able to fit in 400+ guest in a room with 180 room occupancy. It was a very crazy day, but everything went well.
At the end of the day, the big boss gathered all the employees and gave us Easter presents. And she announced that I won the contest. And what made my boss really proud of what I did is the fact that I’m triple away from the second placer’s sales. I was shocked. Really. I never expected it. I couldn’t explain the feeling during that moment. Priceless, very priceless.
The gift card means nothing to me. I am grateful because God made me feel that there are still a lot of things that I am capable of doing. All my life, I thought I could never be into Sales/Marketing, and I’ve degraded myself when it comes to anything related to it, because I know I really can’t. But I’m wrong.
He used the Holy week to make me realize a lot of things— spiritual, personal, professional. I was able to ponder deeply despite the week-long rush.
I took home the biggest chocolate bunny! Look at how happy I am.
Too much sweets? Life couldn’t get any sweeter than this!