Well, the chance to work at a factory turned out to be another interview and no job. this is so frustrating for him. My son worries that he wasted four years of angst, blood, sweat, and tears, only have a degree that is useless. There is a certain degree of panic that set in this week. It’s awful.
This is where our role as supporter and encourager comes in. We can’t part the waters for him. We can’t go before him to those interviews. We can pray for him and with him. I encourage him to bone up on the skills that he thinks are preventing him from getting jobs, such as learning C sharp. (a computer language, I think).
We try to keep him active and involved in the community. He joined choir this past fall (in the past he has always been an instrumentalist), and found he enjoyed it. This morning we are going to sing in the choir.