at this point, i don't know if i love or hate what i do. there are moments, blips, scenes mottled together. i see myself sitting through istep testing this week....hate. i saw how i taught 10 kids how to prepare their own dinner....love. this list could go on forever. i'm looking into grad schools. not for next year, but the next. i don't know how i feel about that quite yet. i'm nervous of another year in mental health...or some other job that requires me to show up on time to maintain employment. i want to work in schools. i want to help the kids that fall behind. it's such a taxing test of love and irritation, but it's where i should be. we're in the south bend area [mishawaka]. again...i love there are more things to do, but hate that we can never decide on one. i love that there are more people, but hate that the crime rate is outrageous. i love that jon is getting his career in line, but hate that i rarely see him when i'm home. i love that i help people as part of my employment, but hate that i have to drive an hour there and back to have a drink, read a book, or take a nap...all of which were 5 minutes away when we were on chapman lake. even though i'm undecided on how/where/when things will change, i am in no way stressed or out of sorts. i'm just dealing with it. and that's all i ask right now...to have the patience and understanding to just deal with it. i can only hope the same for you... |