I’m feeling a little sad this weekend. I would say that I’m not exactly sure why, but I do know exactly why.
One of my best friends moved away on Friday. A very traumatic thing happened to her and she chose to move to be closer to family. It was the right decision for her to make; I would do the same thing in her shoes, but I miss my friend and I grieve for what she lost as the result of some very difficult circumstances.
I’m sad for another reason, too. One that I won’t share with the blogosphere, though it’s pretty generally known to my close friends. It’s just something I find myself having to give to God moment by moment—though often unsuccessfully.
I’m trying to read a lot. I finished one book yesterday and am already halfway through another. Even before I start a new book I already have a list of about 5 more that I want to read. It’s a good thing that I’m not in school.
A friend of mine recently told me not to go back to school yet, because once I have kids I’m not going to want to focus on school and career, but on being with my children and investing in their lives. It’s good advice. I think I’ll put grad school on the back burner, even if it does mean having to get a DNP one day instead of an MSN.
I’m feeling overwhelmed with the amount of money and supplies I need to raise/bring to Malawi. On top of the $3,000+ to cover my trip, they also want us to start asking for donations to take with us. Now would be a great time to be a super couponer.
I don’t want to get the typhoid vaccine. When I told this to the group leader, he smiled slightly and I said, “I’m one of those.” Here’s hoping that it won’t be a problem.
Our air conditioner broke on Friday. I was immediately near tears (it didn’t help that I had just said good-bye to my friend) because I was afraid that we were going to have to replace the system. Fortunately, we just had to pay for a repair—costly, though not what it could have been. The A/C guy did inform us that most older units blow chlorine into the air. Perfect.
I get to see Skye and Henley again tomorrow. I love them. It is such a breath of fresh air to see them and it always melts my heart when Skye remembers me and runs up to give me a big hug. I miss taking care of Skye and Summer. I love them so dearly and I can’t imagine loving a child any more than I loved them, but I know that will all change when I bring home my son or daughter someday.
This sounded really whiny. Sorry about that. Tomorrow should bring a peppier post.