I wanted to reach through my screen, grab the writer by the shirt, and shout when I read it:
“She bravely walked away from her career to have a baby [. . .] walked away from her job [. . .] I’m sure you know someone – or are that someone – who put their career on hold for family [. . .] “
So began a post about how to profit while ditching career for family.
Sure, I knew what the writer meant.
I also recognized his grand gesture of saluting her bravery.
Hers was a brave act, in these days, foregoing 6-digit employment to cook and clean for a mere handful of people.
Think about it. She used to suit up in expensive attire, choose from zillions of darling shoes, maneuver a shiny car through intricate mazes, elevate to the top of a skyscraper, handle millions without blinking.
But I also knew the writing was wrong, so wrong.
She did NOT give up her career.
She vacated that career, yes, but it was someone else’s to begin with.
And when she began giving her family the time of day, she found her career.
She finally stopped walking away from it.
She opened her eyes to true reality.
She matured and eased into a nobler niche.
She did not lose an important career.
She found it.