I am now home from the week trip in Miami/Key West. I have more than enjoyed it. The time I have spent with my family has been a true blessing. Some of the highlights of the week included:
-walking around the shops in downtown Key West
-snorkeling and my first time being sea sick/meeting the kind couple who joked about it
-dining at different places (Daddy Bones BBQ, Hong Kong, Sarabeth, Jimmy Buffet Margaritaville)
-Chris's contant trolling
-all the videos he took of us sleeping and messing with us
-playing cards in the hotel room
-going to Ross/mom and dad's underwear story
-visiting the store, DASH
-the ride from Key West to Miami
-visiting the southernmost point of the USA to Cuba
-Bayside Market and the souvenir shop
-The Falls and Teavana
-Parasailing
-Swimming in Miami Beach
When we got home, I enjoyed seeing Ong and Ba Tuyen. I enjoyed Hanna's 6th Bday party. All the games we played. The little kids. Their new house.
Sadness consumes me knowing that reality begins again tomorrow and fear that the future will not consist of a time for our family to spend together. A fear someone will past away...terrible thought-maybe I'm just thinking of this because of the Colorado shooting-but a thought nonetheless... All in all, God has blessed me with a vacation disguised as a reminder of the important things in life, which ironically and coincidentally, the priest celebrated the mass with that greeting.
Because, this was not a trip I was looking forward to, however, it was the trip I needed that made me cherish every minute of life.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
TMP
It has almost been a year since I have left my posting here. I have grown so much since then. Working at The Melting Pot was an interesting experience because I've learned so much...people will surely amaze you. Starting off, I was afraid-always anxious to start my shift, anxious to run across something I didn't know, what if I sat a guess at the wrong table? What if I couldn't answer the question they had? What if I couldn't run the books? TMP was what made realize i was afraid of the unknown. I was afraid of even attempting something new because of not knowing the possibilities.
I knew not to judge people, but how often do you act what you preach...not often, especially when it was something as difficult as withholding your judgements towards people. Working here provided me that opportunity. I was close-minded. I thought everyone was weird. I remember calling Cindy and telling her how badly I hated that place. I remember telling her it felt like a dog-eat-dog world; you fend for yourself. I felt that people were selfish and they were most concerned about getting paid for the tables they were waiting on.
Little did I try to give them the chance. But when I did, I leaned that everyone there were indeed different and unique. I can call them family. I feel like they ARE family. I can honestly say I love them. Agape love. Self-sacrificial love. The way Jesus loves them. How? Why the sudden change of heart? Really, God is the only one who can explain that...I remember holding doors open for guests at work and wondering "why the hell am i here? i feel like i don't belong." I kept hearing my instinct tell me, "there's a reason for this; God brought this job to you. He helped you get through the interview; Something ignited you to apply for this position with little thought as to how you knew they were hiring." With each passing shift, I did feel like we all had to work through the holidays together-spending late weekend nights at work, working Christmas Eve, Thanksgiving Eve, Black Friday, New Year's Eve, Valentine's Day-that because of that, we all had an understanding of what working in a restaurant really felt like. Because we all knew, they gave me a sense of unity that a family has. Herron is something else..Bourda,,wiggle, wiggle, wiggle...Kristin is so sweet and hardcore. P.s. same with Natalie Najman. Dustin, Murray, Neil, and Gavin--they all showed me what real managers are like. Gavin-hated him; Devrah dated him; learned to accept him; can truly say I value who he is and misjudged him (I was able to give credit to who he was after seeing how he was trying to help me get the Saturday off for Bao's gma cremation ceremony)..Robbe-always asking me how I am-, Andrey...his Russian accent, his willingness to help me seat guests, Summer, Angelica, Vanessa, Minh, Jonathan Chantra, Luis, Ed...Kristeon, Jennifer Bui
God....
you sure did do something strange there..
you taught me how to love the people I thought I couldn't love; you taught me how to look pass it all...and after being able to do it, I am bummed knowing that I won't be working there much longer-because today is officially my last day-and I only hope and pray for all the servers there to be able to continue their life with more ambitions than to stay in that restaurant industry..
You also taught me how afraid I was of the unknown and how much you led me through it all...
i Hope you will do the same for me as I embark on my journey working at Sylvans..
God, you are surely something else.. :)
I knew not to judge people, but how often do you act what you preach...not often, especially when it was something as difficult as withholding your judgements towards people. Working here provided me that opportunity. I was close-minded. I thought everyone was weird. I remember calling Cindy and telling her how badly I hated that place. I remember telling her it felt like a dog-eat-dog world; you fend for yourself. I felt that people were selfish and they were most concerned about getting paid for the tables they were waiting on.
Little did I try to give them the chance. But when I did, I leaned that everyone there were indeed different and unique. I can call them family. I feel like they ARE family. I can honestly say I love them. Agape love. Self-sacrificial love. The way Jesus loves them. How? Why the sudden change of heart? Really, God is the only one who can explain that...I remember holding doors open for guests at work and wondering "why the hell am i here? i feel like i don't belong." I kept hearing my instinct tell me, "there's a reason for this; God brought this job to you. He helped you get through the interview; Something ignited you to apply for this position with little thought as to how you knew they were hiring." With each passing shift, I did feel like we all had to work through the holidays together-spending late weekend nights at work, working Christmas Eve, Thanksgiving Eve, Black Friday, New Year's Eve, Valentine's Day-that because of that, we all had an understanding of what working in a restaurant really felt like. Because we all knew, they gave me a sense of unity that a family has. Herron is something else..Bourda,,wiggle, wiggle, wiggle...Kristin is so sweet and hardcore. P.s. same with Natalie Najman. Dustin, Murray, Neil, and Gavin--they all showed me what real managers are like. Gavin-hated him; Devrah dated him; learned to accept him; can truly say I value who he is and misjudged him (I was able to give credit to who he was after seeing how he was trying to help me get the Saturday off for Bao's gma cremation ceremony)..Robbe-always asking me how I am-, Andrey...his Russian accent, his willingness to help me seat guests, Summer, Angelica, Vanessa, Minh, Jonathan Chantra, Luis, Ed...Kristeon, Jennifer Bui
God....
you sure did do something strange there..
you taught me how to love the people I thought I couldn't love; you taught me how to look pass it all...and after being able to do it, I am bummed knowing that I won't be working there much longer-because today is officially my last day-and I only hope and pray for all the servers there to be able to continue their life with more ambitions than to stay in that restaurant industry..
You also taught me how afraid I was of the unknown and how much you led me through it all...
i Hope you will do the same for me as I embark on my journey working at Sylvans..
God, you are surely something else.. :)
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