Hi, all!
I had to be out of the place where I was staying by June of 2009. I had known this for a year and a half but I hadn’t a way to make it happen. The job I had at a fabric store paid like $150/a month, and that won’t even get you a room in Chicago! So I didn’t know what I was going to do, but I knew I had to do something.

I had strong faith in the power of belief, of asking and receiving, but I had let myself become rusty at it as I was going through a lot of emotional turmoil at the time. I was also very focused on school, taking seven classes spring 2009 semester, earning 20 credits, and in the honors program at school. I had also just ended a relationship/engagement and I was busy making dresses due to prom season (May) So yeah, it was kind of hectic in my environment plus there other things going on in the peripheral.

Time started sneaking up on me, and all of a sudden I had an urge to check out the military and decided to check out the Air Force. Military really wasn’t my style, but they pay for education, health, food, housing, and a lot of other things too. Plus I felt good about it.

The month was May and I enlisted on the 15th. I really counted on having to live with someone until the Air Force was ready to call me to ship off for boot camp since the wait was about eight months (everyone was trying to get in because of the “recession”). I honestly couldn’t imagine myself staying with someone until the Air Force was ready to call me, and thank Goodness the best thing happened for me.

This whole thing felt like a good dream. After I enlisted I bought The Secret book. I had watched the film about three years ago, and kind of forgotten all of the principles it taught. So was reading the book and following everything with all of my heart. I gave thanks all the time for what wasn’t there yet, didn’t allow myself to get caught up into negative emotions that would usually stem from arguing or guilt, and I just maintained a happy disposition. If someone was negative, I’d show respect and interest in myself by getting away from them, or they’d somehow fade away.

All this went on for about 1 week and my recruiter called me May 28, 2009 and said that I had two minutes to let her know if I was willing to ship off IN FIVE DAYS to go to the Air Force. I told her HECK YEAH! I told everyone whom it concerned, and they were all shocked because they knew the dilemma I was in at the time. I was shocked also because it’s rare for someone to enlist and receive a ship-off date within a week and a half from the time they enlisted. It’s THE SECRET.

Long story short, I left May 31, 2009 to make a stop before I left Chicago. So I met the deadline I was given, and I have way more money to spend and do what I want to do.

Keep your head up, and keep pressing through. It’ll happen for ya!