Lately, the job search has felt like an uphill climb. It seems there are so many talented people out there that employers have their pick of the bunch. I often feel like just one tiny ant in a vast anthill — moving steadily, doing my part, but easily overlooked in the crowd.

My days have taken on a calm, predictable rhythm. I wake up, walk the dog, make coffee for everyone, then log on to submit resumes. I carve out time for research and learning, throw in a load of laundry, maybe cook or grab lunch. Later, it’s the gym, dinner, a shower, and then the cycle begins again the next day.

On the surface, it might sound monotonous — even a little bleak. But there’s a quiet comfort in the routine. I’ve been trying to find joy in these ordinary moments. Still, there’s a part of me that longs to be useful again, to contribute, to build something meaningful. That’s the piece I’m missing.

Through it all, I pray, reflect, and try to stay open with gratitude. Here’s to hoping the new year brings some good surprises.