Thursday, February 4, 2010

I'm excited about shool.  Despite everything, I feel excitement.  I'm amazed that I can feel anything at all....

I tried to get into the KU library to get my reading assingments, but since I'm returning from LOA, I can't get in for some reason.  I went on LOA so that I would have a break when I gave birth, thinking that I was going to have a newborn to care for in addition to my girls.  Sometimes things don't work out the way I plan.

This term at Kaplan, I'm taking College Composition II and Anatomy and Physiology II.  Anatomy is my second honors class.  I was looking at the final project requirements and I hope I can rise to the challenge, as long as I remember to pray.

If you are a classmate and reading this blog, please be advised that I use writing to express my emotions freely.  There may be posts with scripture in them, there may be posts where I seem completley depressed.  I may post pictures of my son, who is in the arms of the Lord.  If this bothers you, then I will ask you respectfully not to read my blog and not to post hurtful remarks.  Such remarks will be deleted and reported; I do not need to have my emotions assulted by people I do not know on a personal basis.

I apologize if I seem defensive, but I am going through something extremely difficult.

In other news, I just got a call from the school that my oldest daughter is shivering.  This makes me laugh because Trin likes to fake shivering.  She will make her teeth chatter and make her shivering noise.  She does this at home all the time.  I know she's faking because the rest of her body isn't shivering.  She is such a weird child, but I love her more every day.  My children, all three of them, are my joy in life.  You may ask, how can your son be a joy in your life?  Well, the answer is simple.  I had him with me for nine precious months.  When I finally got to see his beautiful face, I still loved him and was proud of his beauty.

He brings me joy because when he was alive, he had such a sweet playful personality.  The memories I have of him are priceless and they make me smile through the pain.

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