A Second Career In My 20s, Looking Back

After reading a recent post by current 2nd-time student, Melissa Melanson in A Second Career in My 20s, grad Bobbi Jo wanted to share her similar experience from more than 25 years ago.

I started at Mohawk on the Fennell Campus, fresh out of high school in 1988. Towards my later years in high school, I wasn’t totally sure what I wanted to do but knew that I really enjoyed keyboarding and shorthand. I heard about the Office Admin course through my sister who had taken the course and really enjoyed it. I applied and was accepted and started in September 1988.  Little did I know (20+ years and a second stint in Mohawk later) that those ‘roots’ would be coming back to me. Continue Reading

A Second Career in My 20s

It’s not uncommon to hear of a person who is on their second or even third career. I’ve often heard of people who are working in careers that aren’t what they studied in school. However, that doesn’t detract from the feelings of uncertainty and anxiety that making a career change can raise. When I found myself burnt out only a year and a half after graduation; I had to start considering this as an option.

I started my new career after graduating the Tourism and Travel program in a little honeymoon period. Continue Reading

Dealing With Rejection

In September 2015. I had just turned 25 and not to sound cliché, but I faced self-doubt. “What am I doing with my life?” I asked myself over and over again.

What was I doing? Life was great!

I was volunteering as much as I could for things I supported, was recently engaged and I enrolled in a photography class for fun.

However, I felt I hit a wall in terms of my career status. Was I happy with what I was doing? Where was my career headed? I couldn’t confidently answer that. Continue Reading

I don’t have all the answers and that’s OK

“ You know nothing, Jon Snow.” is an often quoted line from the smash-hit HBO show, Game of Thrones, and I don’t feel like it’s a fair assessment. Sure, Jon doesn’t know who his parents are, doesn’t know which members of his family are alive or dead, and several other things, but he obviously doesn’t know nothing. Sometimes I feel a little like Jon Snow.

Obviously, I don’t have to fight off ice zombies in a world modelled after medieval Europe, but sometimes I feel like everyone is telling me that I know nothing.

My main problem with this is that I feel like after 26 years on this planet, I should at least know something. I should have the answers. Continue Reading