September 18th

Dear Mom,

                    I went all day without thinking of the day you passed away. I think that's progress. As much as I miss you and wish you could share in everything I do, I know you are aware of my progress and I know you are proud.
   I went into work today just to see if I could make a phone call to get a sale. I was off the clock and the RTA told me I couldn't do it because they were over-staffed, so I just stayed and helped out with the others on the phones. In doing this, I found that one of the managers, Ashley, had submitted my name in so I could help coach the new hires that are hired. I was ecstatic, since that is what she was doing before she became manager. That is what I want to do there; be a manager. I want to run my own team, I want to be able to be off the phones and helping people make more money. I want to be something other than just another agent on the floor. And I think I can do that.
   I came home and I was so damn excited, I couldn't even explain it if I had to. I've been in a good mood ever since, and I'm so damn proud of myself. I haven't been proud of myself before.... It's a strange feeling...