“I sing the body electric…” I’ve been singing a lot lately. I had a plan. And it was a well thought out plan. It encompassed my career goals and my personal goals. I was working toward the job I wanted, the salary I wanted, the house I wanted. I had just bought myself a car as a Merry Birthday/Happy Christmas gift to myself. My grandmother said, “we plan, God laughs.” God laughed hard.

I sing the body electric, The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them, They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them, And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.

Walt Whitman

March 21, 2020, I wake up to missed calls and texts. So I check on folks and I’m blown away. I calm them down and reassure them everything will be alright. I check my personal email and BOOM! I’m laid off. I’m like wow…so much for my plans… At forty-(cough, cough, cough, cough) I had no plans on being in the job hunting grind. I was not thinking about having to rebrand myself, putting myself back out in these streets. I didn’t expect my life to go through such a harsh change from an email. God was rolling on heavens floor laughing.

I’ve screamed. I’ve cried. I’ve moaned. I’ve danced. I’ve cried some more. I’ve prayed, shouted, rejoiced, danced, moaned. I’ve silently cried while my child slept. I’ve screamed in the shower (neighbor may have thought I was losing my mind). I’ve had to pick myself back up. I’ve had to shake off depression. I’ve dusted myself off. I’m rebranding me. Surrendering to His plan. I will take my very impressive skills (I am the bomb diggity if you didn’t know) and will run the world. His plan, His will. We got this. Now I’m laughing with God.