Why did I compose my cover letter on my own?
I read, researched and wondered who was to compose my cover letter. Me or somebody who is experienced at it. A professional, who has sent hundreds of people to job interviews or myself, who has never done something like that before.
And I made my research in internet again, I read blogs, followed opinions. “Me or somebody with experience?” – this thought stormed in my head and gave me no peace.
I got it. I understood that nobody can write my motivation letter except for me.
Because everybody builds his own destiny. Everybody writes his own story. Everybody goes his own way, even if it’s full of obstacles.
Who showed to that little boy how to make his first steps in this bewildered world, called life?
Who was with me when I fell and stood up with raw knees on the football field?
Why nobody told me that it would hurt when I firstly feel the separation with my loved one?
What made me go on again and again when I couldn’t see my way?
Faith. Will. Hope.
The faith in myself.
The faith that is stronger than everything.
The hope – nobody can take it away from me.
I don’t think that my life is a book. A book written in advance. A book telling the story of my life (good or bad), arranged in different chapters. It’s not necessary that I find this book to read it. Because this book doesn’t exists. The pen is in my hand, I write my own book, I choose my own way of life.
I believe. I believe that nobody can take my new working place except for me. Nobody is like me.
Although all of us are people, everybody is unique. It doesn’t matter if your skin is white, brown or yellow. It doesn’t matter if you are short or tall, thin or heavy, young or old. You are you. Help yourself. Don’t rely on anybody.
Recall the first check that you received thanks to your hard work. You did it, not I.
Recall the first kiss with your loved one – you were there, not I.
Recall how you overcame the worst thing in your life – you did it, I wasn’t there to help you.
Recall…this is all that I want to say. Recall.
