Tonight I shredded my grad school application and I cleaned my room.
Why?
...because I am starting school on Wednesday for my Chemical Dependency Certification!!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
I'm going back to school!! Eek!
Tonight at the Y, I realized that if I let this opportunity pass me by I'll regret it...so I'm going back!
So here comes the late night studying, BSed papers, and way too much money spent on coffee during finals week.
I honestly think this can be one of the best things for me.
I can't tell you how excited I am :)
So here comes the late night studying, BSed papers, and way too much money spent on coffee during finals week.
I honestly think this can be one of the best things for me.
I can't tell you how excited I am :)
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Blessed
Hey Jamie,
Well wow where do I start you are such a cool person and you are really sweet too. I've learned so much from you. I really hope it's not the last time I see you. I'm sorry I picked on you a lot, I was just messing with you - nothing personal. I had fun playing jokes on you though. I hope you become even more successful in life than what you already are. You made laugh so much. Like I said, I wish I could put you in a box and pull you out when I felt that I really needed you. You better write back when I write to you. Well you don't have to but you should. Thank you for always being their for me when I needed you. That means a lot to me. You have a really kind heart don't let people take advantage of that. Sometimes you have to be hard on people. And if you ever do decide to be a counselor you're going to make a good one. Good luck.
Your Friend,
********
And thank you for tucking me in bed, lol!
"Life isn't measured by number of breaths you take but rather by the moments that take your breath away."
Well wow where do I start you are such a cool person and you are really sweet too. I've learned so much from you. I really hope it's not the last time I see you. I'm sorry I picked on you a lot, I was just messing with you - nothing personal. I had fun playing jokes on you though. I hope you become even more successful in life than what you already are. You made laugh so much. Like I said, I wish I could put you in a box and pull you out when I felt that I really needed you. You better write back when I write to you. Well you don't have to but you should. Thank you for always being their for me when I needed you. That means a lot to me. You have a really kind heart don't let people take advantage of that. Sometimes you have to be hard on people. And if you ever do decide to be a counselor you're going to make a good one. Good luck.
Your Friend,
********
And thank you for tucking me in bed, lol!
"Life isn't measured by number of breaths you take but rather by the moments that take your breath away."
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Alive
For the first time, in a long time, I feel alive again. The weight of the past few months is slowly leaving and I'm starting to find new meaning in life again. I'm meeting new people that have given hope and inspiration both personally and professionally to me.
June 2008 was the last time I've done anything related to social work. It's silly, but sometimes I forget what this feeling feels like - of knowing right where I'm at, at this moment, is where I'm supposed to be. It's not so much that when I'm not doing social work I feel less alive. It's that when I'm doing it this whole other side of heart is awakened again and that part of me that has been lying dormant is finally opened back up.
On March 12th, one of the girls from my work graduates from rehab. She asked me if I would come. I feel honored. She wants me to be there to meet her family. The other night we stayed up talking about what led her to rehab and her hopes and her fears when she leaves. She told me she believes our paths will cross again, somewhere down the road...I hope they do, and if so, I hope her life is everything she dreams it will be. If anyone can change, it's her. She's one of those people that simply make your life better by knowing them.
June 2008 was the last time I've done anything related to social work. It's silly, but sometimes I forget what this feeling feels like - of knowing right where I'm at, at this moment, is where I'm supposed to be. It's not so much that when I'm not doing social work I feel less alive. It's that when I'm doing it this whole other side of heart is awakened again and that part of me that has been lying dormant is finally opened back up.
On March 12th, one of the girls from my work graduates from rehab. She asked me if I would come. I feel honored. She wants me to be there to meet her family. The other night we stayed up talking about what led her to rehab and her hopes and her fears when she leaves. She told me she believes our paths will cross again, somewhere down the road...I hope they do, and if so, I hope her life is everything she dreams it will be. If anyone can change, it's her. She's one of those people that simply make your life better by knowing them.
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