I am terrible...
...at posting new blogs!
Winter term has officially begun. This week is pretty easy for me since I don't have to teach at all. I've actually been able to (gasp) SLEEP IN a few days. Glorious!
I figured out what I want to do with my life. Well... kind of. I'm going to pursue a master's in Social Work. From there, I feel like I'd like to work at one of three places (or perhaps all three): A Pregnancy Clinic (I would love to talk to young mothers about their options. I would especially love to be a teen-birthing coach), a Women's Shelter (I'm slowly but surely falling in love with the homeless... more about that later), or a Family Building Blocks (I love the idea of bringing families BACK TOGETHER and teaching parents how to appropriately and lovingly interact with their children). I feel good about this. I feel so good about this. I feel like I'm starting to get the peace I was looking for. I get all excited when I talk about it - my roommate says I'm glowing. The only problem now is that I'm so eager to start, I'm struggling with the motivation to finish out the Ed Program.
I know God brought me this far for a reason, though, and I'm a ridiculous over-achiever, so no worries about me dropping out. I will finish. And if all goes according to plan (which it rarely does, but still), in another 3 years I will have: a bachelor of arts in Early Childhood/Elementary Education, a minor in Spanish, an ESOL/bilingual endorsement, and a master's in Social Work. WHEW! And maybe, just maaaaybe, I'll finally be ready to enter into the "real world" (whatever that means).
(I used a lot of parentheses in this entry.)
This is me, slowly hatching out of my egg (chair - at IKEA). Exciting stuff, guys!
Blessings.
Winter term has officially begun. This week is pretty easy for me since I don't have to teach at all. I've actually been able to (gasp) SLEEP IN a few days. Glorious!
I figured out what I want to do with my life. Well... kind of. I'm going to pursue a master's in Social Work. From there, I feel like I'd like to work at one of three places (or perhaps all three): A Pregnancy Clinic (I would love to talk to young mothers about their options. I would especially love to be a teen-birthing coach), a Women's Shelter (I'm slowly but surely falling in love with the homeless... more about that later), or a Family Building Blocks (I love the idea of bringing families BACK TOGETHER and teaching parents how to appropriately and lovingly interact with their children). I feel good about this. I feel so good about this. I feel like I'm starting to get the peace I was looking for. I get all excited when I talk about it - my roommate says I'm glowing. The only problem now is that I'm so eager to start, I'm struggling with the motivation to finish out the Ed Program.
I know God brought me this far for a reason, though, and I'm a ridiculous over-achiever, so no worries about me dropping out. I will finish. And if all goes according to plan (which it rarely does, but still), in another 3 years I will have: a bachelor of arts in Early Childhood/Elementary Education, a minor in Spanish, an ESOL/bilingual endorsement, and a master's in Social Work. WHEW! And maybe, just maaaaybe, I'll finally be ready to enter into the "real world" (whatever that means).
(I used a lot of parentheses in this entry.)
This is me, slowly hatching out of my egg (chair - at IKEA). Exciting stuff, guys!Blessings.
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I can't wait to glean some advice from all your knowledge someday!!
Love you!
LOVE, DAD