Sigh...

Winter keeps dragging on. That is how I feel inside as well. As if I am in the winter of life surrounded by cold and death, and spring will never come. I don't like this season of my life, but God has placed me here and must give me grace to get through it. I just pray I'll be able to get through it without becoming bitter. I pray that I will be able to recognize and embrace the spring of my life, not refuse to beleive it for fear of being "tricked" again.

On a lighter more hopeful note, it appears that I only have a few more semesters left before I enter the School of Ed and do my teacher assisting and student teaching. It could be only a year and a half more. Such relief floods over me when I think of it that I feel as if I will pass out. I have been going to school for so long! So very long. It seems that it will never end. In truth, I had forgotten that there was an end to what I was doing. I was just grinding away, plodding on. Only recently have I begun to realize that when I finish a class, it is behind me. I will never have to take it again, and it has brought me closer to the end. It is spring break this week, but there are assignments due the first week back so I will have to do homework this week. There is no such thing as a break. It is a joke. If I teach in a public school it will be even more demanding I'm sure. I think I'm just a wimp. I need to buck up. But it wears on my mind and spirit so.