In today’s post I would like to recall some of the challenges I encountered working in an office.

I recall vividly when I had gotten employed in my present job. I concealed the fact that I was a warrior to everyone hoping that my work would speak for itself. Anyhow during my first six months at the office, I started to fall ill every now and then. I just couldn’t figure what was triggering it because I knew deep down that although I had targets to meet there wasn’t any undue pressure from my superiors at the firm.

Anyhow I started having a series of painful crises which prompted me to be off work. Unknown to me that my direct superior at the organization had been noting them down. On a particular day, I decided to resume despite my predicament and my manager called me to ascertain what had been the reason for my frequent absences from the office. Of course, this time around, I knew I could hide it no longer as he asked me what the diagnosis had been. So taking in a deep breath, I explained to him that I had Sickle Cell Disease. Expecting to be looked down on, I received quite a bit of encouragement from him.

It seemed pretty odd to me as I kept wondering what my fear had been all along. I guess it stemmed from the first organization I had worked with, which seemed to ward off a bit of hostility at me. It was rather difficult to please my superiors as it took an additional effort on my part. Of course, when I eventually proved how reliable I was, it was soon over as I had a major crises that made my superiors reassess my role in the organization. Immediately the slightest opportunity came along, my tenure in the said firm was short-lived. This particular incident had framed my behavior in the subsequent organizations I worked with and had made me resolute to prove myself no matter the circumstance.

So back to my present employer, I knew from the encouragement that I had received that day that my predicament was well understood but nonetheless, it didn’t stop me from keeping my resolution. Yes, there were some very challenging days ahead, especially when my neurological medications got the better part of me and caused me to be drowsy to the point that it took an additional effort just to start my day. On these particular days, I felt completely depressed and kept reassessing why I needed to keep going on. It was quite a tug of war while it lasted. Eventually I owned up that I needed to be grateful for my circumstance and this caused me to find the joy I needed to get through my day.

Not all warriors have the ability to hold down jobs. I’ve heard cases of some warriors who are very sickly and entirely dependent for the most part of their lives. It has the been grace of God that I got to where I am today and my words of encouragement to you warriors out there that are possibly trying to find your path too, is to take each day in your stride. Don’t let your predicament cause you to lose hope. Some days may require a bit of effort, others may be easy. All the same, just give your best and leave the rest to the one who knows it all.