home sweet home.
Ahhh. it has been a while. I'm never sure what to write anymore and I can't ever think of anything that would be worth anyone reading.
I have determined that my house makes me sick. Yes. Everytime I come home from school, where I am surprisingly semi-well most of the time, I get sick. Sick. Sick. Sick. But it's okay cause I would rather it be me than anyone else, and besides I am super good at it.
Thursday was one of the most rewarding days of my life. Thursday being yesterday I suppose. Every single child at Walter Bickett reaffirmed what I want to do with my life. They are so beautiful and precious. And thankful. So amazingly thankful. I'm so spoiled. One of the little girls spoke Spanish to me when she found out I'm learning. She was adorable with her hand on her hips and this toothless grin. Another girl.. probably the most beautiful child ever gave me the biggest hug before she left and wished me Merry Christmas. It was beautiful. And those kids. They don't see in black and white. They are all friends. All of them running around the room sharing their toys and looking at each other's presents. Most of them won't get anymore Christmas than the 25 dollar gifts that sat on their desks, but you would never know it. Their smiles were so big that they masked any pain. All I wanted was to bring them all home with me. I would buy them anything that they wanted. Anything.
I am worried that I am not going to get to see much of Val this break. She's so busy and leaving on Tuesday to go out of town- that's so foreign to me. I hope she doesn't mind it too much. But then I'm going to my new house (yay!) after Christmas. Ahh well... everything changes.
I don't miss school all that much, but I am excited to go back and begin the new year and my classes. This coming semester is going to kick my butt and I know it. I'm ready though. I made all A's this semester. But no 4.0. That part sucks :( Ahh well...
"Sometimes Goliath beats the crap out of David,
They just don't tell those stories"
Goodnight. and remember how incredibly blessed you are to have a Christmas tree.
I have determined that my house makes me sick. Yes. Everytime I come home from school, where I am surprisingly semi-well most of the time, I get sick. Sick. Sick. Sick. But it's okay cause I would rather it be me than anyone else, and besides I am super good at it.
Thursday was one of the most rewarding days of my life. Thursday being yesterday I suppose. Every single child at Walter Bickett reaffirmed what I want to do with my life. They are so beautiful and precious. And thankful. So amazingly thankful. I'm so spoiled. One of the little girls spoke Spanish to me when she found out I'm learning. She was adorable with her hand on her hips and this toothless grin. Another girl.. probably the most beautiful child ever gave me the biggest hug before she left and wished me Merry Christmas. It was beautiful. And those kids. They don't see in black and white. They are all friends. All of them running around the room sharing their toys and looking at each other's presents. Most of them won't get anymore Christmas than the 25 dollar gifts that sat on their desks, but you would never know it. Their smiles were so big that they masked any pain. All I wanted was to bring them all home with me. I would buy them anything that they wanted. Anything.
I am worried that I am not going to get to see much of Val this break. She's so busy and leaving on Tuesday to go out of town- that's so foreign to me. I hope she doesn't mind it too much. But then I'm going to my new house (yay!) after Christmas. Ahh well... everything changes.
I don't miss school all that much, but I am excited to go back and begin the new year and my classes. This coming semester is going to kick my butt and I know it. I'm ready though. I made all A's this semester. But no 4.0. That part sucks :( Ahh well...
"Sometimes Goliath beats the crap out of David,
They just don't tell those stories"
Goodnight. and remember how incredibly blessed you are to have a Christmas tree.