I was excited; beyond any words I could have hoped to use to describe the feeling I felt when I received the “ok” from the organization. After my best attempt at impromptu, persuasive speaking, the board agreed to let me work with them to develop a plan for their electronic communication strategy. While exploring the organization’s use of electronic communication, my group member and I decided to focus on their website. With great effort, we produced a report. I felt so accomplished. I had actually committed a lot of my time to this project, and I was ready to make things happen. My avatar was standing proudly on her pedestal, ready to present her plan to the organization. Her eyes were gleaming with anticipation. She was ready to make this so much more than a lengthy document. She was ready to manifest reality.
I wish I could say that my avatar proceeded to put this plan into action, and everyone lived happily ever after. Unfortunately, few real-life stories actually turn out that way. I presented the plan to the board. Though I was eager to begin putting this plan into action, I wanted to give the organization some time to consider this lengthy document. I was prepared to wait. What I wasn’t prepared for is what happened next.
It started with a phone call. By the time I said, “Hello”, I began to regret answering the call in the first place. I wish I could say this was the only phone call I received on the subject matter, but it was not. In less than 24 hours, my dream of making this plan a reality was shattered like a mirror no one ever wants to break. Shot down and in disbelief, my avatar was officially wounded. Her head in her hands, my avatar curled up on the couch with gallons of Ben & Jerry’s, all the great love stories in the world playing on the DVR. My relationship with this plan seemed to be over much earlier than I had ever thought possible, and I was devastated.
Reality is scary sometimes. It’s like one of those movies you don’t dare watch after the sun goes down. But, you can’t stick reality on top of the shelf until the light of day reoccurs. Reality is something you can’t escape, no matter how fast you are running. Sometimes, reality is something you cannot change, even with the most valiant attempt. Reality is permanent, ever-lasting, and certain. No matter how scary it may appear, reality is something that should be observed every day, even when the outcome is not particularly in your favor.
If I only manage to remember one thing from my participation in this whole project, the idea of reality will be ever solidified in my mind. Though the feedback I received from this report by the organization was not all discouraging and negative, there is no possibility of actually putting this plan into action for the organization at this time. I do not consider this an accomplishment. Once again, I was without any words to describe the way I felt. For now, I guess I will just call it reality. Uncertain of what is next in terms of the aftermath of this project, I think it’s time for my chunky avatar to get off the couch and grab her running shoes. She needs to get to the gym! Reality is just a part of life, and I’m going to make sure that my avatar has the stamina to face it.