My husband does not do social media.
Like, at all. He has a Facebook page which he generally ignores unless I tagged him in a meme and mercilessly hound him to go look at it. He finds the whole idea of being “out there” on the internet to be a HORRIBLE waste of time. He avoids the whole mess as much as possible.
He’s the smart one in this relationship.
Then there’s me, who apparently CANNOT HELP MYSELF from saying stupid shit online and getting into petty squabbles with strangers. It’s pretty darn silly when you think about it.
BUT WAIT THERE’S MORE! There’s my job seeking community I love so much. Someone referred to me on Twitter earlier this week as a Job Seeker Advocate and I legit CRIED, y’all! (it’s a great list by the way – check it out here) I care deeply about using my privilege to help those around me. I fought hard to get to this stage in my career, and am obsessed with paying it forward to the next generation of job seekers and recruiters.
The Dude makes this possible.
Blue collar to his Midwestern core, salt of the earth, holds the door for me but sits back and lets me conquer anything and everything that comes between me and my goals.
The Dude makes sure I’m fed, caffeinated and loved beyond measure. He’s loves our kids and dogs, managing our household while I devise new ways to take over the world (or at least design silly t-shirts).
He’s the most gracious, kind and loving human I’ve ever known. My biggest fan, rocking my favorite gear.
Everything I’ve accomplished in the last several years is BECAUSE I’ve had his unconditional love and support. If I’m of any value to my community (online or off) this guy made it possible.
We got a bunch of samples in today from the shop, and I made him play model with me. He sighed and let me grab this selfie, because that’s who he is. No matter what I need – big or small, easy or hard – he just rolls with it. To y’all this might just be a random picture of a couple of crazy Gen-X kids all grown up, but to me, it’s a reminder that this man has my back in every conceivable way, no matter what the situation.
I have SO MUCH in my life to be grateful for – including The Dude. So thank you, Mr. Miller – for being you. And for letting me be me.
