Let me tell my story of the past six months. My quarantine diaries, if you will.

In February, I was serving tables at Disney Springs, I’d just started a seasonal entertainment job at Universal, I was rehearsing for another show, and I was really happy and pretty financially stable. I was looking for apartments so I could move and live on my own.

Then March hit, COVID-19 landed, plans were put on an immediate hold, and I lost my job for what I expected would be a few weeks. I went home to Indiana to wait those few weeks out.

April and May I was still at home. Life felt like I was at a stand still. I was grateful to have all this extra time with my family, we were finding fun ways to pass the time, and I got to be there for big moments like my sister’s graduation. But I was still really confused about what was happening and how to start planning for the future.

June. I decided I needed to come back to Florida. If this was the new normal for the world, I may as well figure out my new normal in the place I now call home. Plus, my restaurant had been reopened for a month now, I was sure to have a job again any day now, right?

July. Still no call to come back to work. The plan to move kinda disappeared. I celebrated my birthday on Zoom. After countless hours trying and failing to get unemployment benefits, I started writing more for my freelance job so I could actually make some money. I started applying for more jobs.

August. This month. It all started turning around.

Two of my friends offered to have me move into their spare bedroom. It would be cheaper rent and I’d be living in a more social environment. Not necessarily what I expected, but a great solution nonetheless.

Then I got an email about an interview for one of the many jobs I applied for. And long story short, I have a new job now. I’ll be working as a Bay Host at Topgolf Orlando. I’ll be working with people again, having a reason to leave the house, and being a part of an exciting organization. I couldn’t be more excited. I started yesterday.

Now that you’ve read the detailed timeline of my COVID journey, I want to talk to you all about a beautiful thing known as timing.

The timing of the universe is truly never wrong. I look back on the past several months and think about all the times I thought my situation was going to improve and it didn’t. All the times I thought I was ready to change course only to be told to stay put a little longer. All those times I desperately wanted to go back to work, but the phone just wasn’t ringing. But all those times had to happen in order for me to land where I am right now.

You really never know what God has in store for you. There have been so many times in my life that something hasn’t worked out and six months later, I get to see why it didn’t. And heck, there are still things I’m waiting on, like the opportunity to live in my own apartment. But in a way, I know that waiting will make it all the sweeter when those things do come to fruition. Even if it’s hard to be patient right now.

Just like Captain Jack Sparrow, you have to wait “for the opportune moment.”

Several weeks ago, I was watching church (Celebration Orlando) and my pastor, Pastor Keith, said something that keeps sticking in my head: “You can’t look for microwave solutions for crockpot problems.”

The way I interpret that — Sometimes, you just have to stew. Even and especially when the quick, microwave option seems much more convenient.

This current situation sucks. There's no real way to sugarcoat it. The world is basically in shambles. It’s been one of the weirdest, most stressful seasons of my life, too. It’s been six months and I’m just now feeling a little more normal. I'm just now getting back that slight sense of security.

Maybe you’re not there yet. Maybe you’re still stewing. I’m sorry you’re still struggling though that uncertainty. I wish there was something I could offer other than just words of encouragement, but since words are my currency, I’ll give what I can.

Remember this. Even if you’re stressed now, the universe knows what it’s doing. God has put you exactly where you’re supposed to be. Don’t jump out of the crockpot just because the microwave seems quicker and more convenient. You deserve to marinate.

Timing is hard to trust when you can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. But you have to trust it all the more in those times of darkness and uncertainty.

There will come a time when COVID is all a distant memory. There will come a time when you will feel grateful for the memories you made during this season. There will come a time when you feel more secure and less anxious and you find peace again. I promise.

I can’t tell you when that will be, but I can tell you that it will be. Stay patient. Reach out to your support system. Try to find positives in your current situation. And hold out hope for the opportune moment. The timing of the universe always works out. And it’s going to work out for you, exactly how it is meant to.

Love always,


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