After yesterday's post, I had to follow up. I heard from many of you with words of encouragement and love. I appreciate it. I really really do. And now, I must eat my words. Today, I got the call I have been waiting for for months. The call I've been hoping for since September 2008, when I started this crazy journey. My interview is next Tuesday. And I can hardly believe it.
No more excuses.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Long Time No Blog
It has been 14 months since I posted here. If that's not neglect, I don't know what is. The last year has been unreal. I barely survived teacher's college with all my faculties in tact. I can't go back and give you details of one of the toughest years of my life. The only thing I can say is -- I did it!
Brock Graduation June 2009
Here are some pics of the friends I made in school:
Before our formal
REFLECT THIS!
At formal
Me and Jamie
All the women who had children in our cohort group
Primary Junior Group being naughty.
Cohort D, Hamilton Campus.
It was a huge adjustment for my family and I think we are still recovering.
Right now, it feels like we're just in a constant limbo. The Hamilton Wentworth District School Board is a tough egg to crack. I've been volunteering several days a week for the last 5 months (May June Sept Oct Nov) trying to break in. Each one of my school peers has found their way in the door somehow while I seem to be the last one left knocking. It's been tough. Each of them is talented, passionate and creative. But so am I!!!
I don't know why, but I feel like this is just the door that has to open for me so that I can get myself in order again. Living with the unknown hovering over my head is really a difficult position for me to be in. I'm used to being able to control what comes next for me. But this one is out of my hands. I am finding it paralyzing. I find myself bargaining with God, bargaining with myself....and that's not my style. I know some of you are thinking, SUCK IT UP and stop your whining. Believe me, I've said it to myself. I am just hoping tomorrow is my day. Please let it be tomorrow. Or at least the day after.
Brock Graduation June 2009
Here are some pics of the friends I made in school:
Before our formal
REFLECT THIS!
At formal
Me and Jamie
All the women who had children in our cohort group
Primary Junior Group being naughty.
Cohort D, Hamilton Campus.
It was a huge adjustment for my family and I think we are still recovering.
Right now, it feels like we're just in a constant limbo. The Hamilton Wentworth District School Board is a tough egg to crack. I've been volunteering several days a week for the last 5 months (May June Sept Oct Nov) trying to break in. Each one of my school peers has found their way in the door somehow while I seem to be the last one left knocking. It's been tough. Each of them is talented, passionate and creative. But so am I!!!
I don't know why, but I feel like this is just the door that has to open for me so that I can get myself in order again. Living with the unknown hovering over my head is really a difficult position for me to be in. I'm used to being able to control what comes next for me. But this one is out of my hands. I am finding it paralyzing. I find myself bargaining with God, bargaining with myself....and that's not my style. I know some of you are thinking, SUCK IT UP and stop your whining. Believe me, I've said it to myself. I am just hoping tomorrow is my day. Please let it be tomorrow. Or at least the day after.
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