I took another unintended hiatus. Sorry.
So, let me make this Wordy Wednesday.
My husband and I are on the upswing from being down with Influenza B. I've never been diagnosed with influenza ever in my life but that doesn't mean I didn't have it before. Since I don't remember ever having the flu before, I had no idea what the symptoms were and when I started coughing horribly last Monday, I thought it was allergies since this is my allergy season. I got chemo infusion last Tuesday and I started feeling worse. I called off work on Wednesday (I had been off Tuesday because I was in the hospital all day) and went back on Thursday. I was there five minutes before I was sent home and I went immediately to my doctor's office to be seen. I hated showing up without calling but I didn't have a voice. I was swabbed (worst.experience.ever) and then was told no work until at least Monday (of this week). I went back and things went downhill fast. I'm not going to put my business on full blast on the blog but being a Christian and trying to live in a Godly way I had to make a very difficult decision and after prayer, meditation, talking to my husband and a coworker who is a personal friend I decided I had two options: continue to work there and be put in situations that were uncomfortable (not to mention the job turned me back into a potty mouth and I wasn't being a good example of Christ) or I could quit and trust in God that He will acknowledge my actions and my heart and keep me and provide for me a job where I can flourish and where my salvation will be a benefit. I wrote a rather scathing resignation letter that, apparently, as either been seen by or read to most, if not all, of my previous coworkers. My previous boss as not even seen it himself. I stand by what I wrote just as I stand firm on my faith and in my convictions. I included dates and times. I learned a long time ago that you document the heck out of your professional life. While a smaller, more trifling person, would engage in further follow up, I have spoken my piece and have dusted my hands off and now I'm moving forward.
Monday was the first day of my last.graduate.class.ever. I have 8 more weeks and then I'm finished. I will have a Masters degree. I'm elated. Deeply in debt but elated.
Where do we stand on foster parenting? We are going to give it another go 'round. I pray it goes better this time.
My eyes are drooping so I'm going to close but I wanted to put at least an update out there for y'all.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Saturday, March 9, 2013
MIA
Wow, I've been MIA in quite awhile. I've got reasons!
1. I am now employed. Yes. I'm back in the Social Work saddle again. I am a social worker for individuals with disabilities. Given the fact that I now a disabled person, I take a great deal more pride in my work. I did this same job seven years ago and I worked that job for almost 4 years. I honestly thought I could walk back into this position and be all I Got THIS! but the state has made soooooo many changes that while I have the basics down, I'm operating on the OLD system and having a hard time learning the NEW system. And if you want me to be honest: the OLD system appears to me to be more effective and less demanding.
My job is overwhelming and I didn't expect it to be so overwhelming; however, after a mid-week breakdown (that included crying in front of my boss out of complete and utter frustration) I resigned my work to God. Thursday started out the same way Wednesday did but I handled it differently. I stopped and prayed at my desk: "Lord, I will NOT allow something that YOU gave me to make ME this miserable so I'm doing what I should have done when I started and I'm giving YOU this job and opening MYSELF up to be YOUR vessel and I will follow YOUR lead." After I finished my prayer within minutes I felt peace and knew that I don't have to stress anymore because Stress is a weapon and my Bible tells me it won't prosper against me. And the rest of the week was amazingly wonderful. I don't mean I'm madly in love with my job yet. It is work after all, but I'm not wanting to quit.
I told my boss after he and I had a frank conversation that caused me to cry at my desk in front of him and my office mate that I promise him all of my best while I'm there. I'm going to give him everything I have, give my 100% to every client and the agency and if I mess up or things I'll learn from them and not stress on it. I told him I was sorry for crying in front of him but that it was either cry or gather my things and walk out because I had reached my limit. He said he was glad I cried!
2. My first term in my last semester of grad school is officially OVAH! I have Spring Break this coming week then on the 18th I start MY LAST CLASS EVER!!! Then I will be able to sign M.A. after my name at work instead of B.S. I'm overwhelmed by the vast amount of student loan debt I have now because of this degree and paying for it will use the bulk of two week's worth of work on my part each month, I'm extremely proud of myself for finishing grad school. It was not easy. But I did it.
3. My niece continues to amaze me. She's only 26 month's old and she's got the vocalization of a four year old.
4. Our vow renewal planning is going well. (that's a whole blog post on its own and I'll try to do that this weekend!).
I swear I probably have a lot more to write about here but it's escaping me right now. I promise not to put so much time between blog posts.
Posts I have coming up:
Vow Renewal Planning (visit my Pinterest Board HERE)
Where we stand with foster care
P.S. I haven't proofread this post. I's too sleepy. So it if has a lot of typos/errors I'm sorry!!
1. I am now employed. Yes. I'm back in the Social Work saddle again. I am a social worker for individuals with disabilities. Given the fact that I now a disabled person, I take a great deal more pride in my work. I did this same job seven years ago and I worked that job for almost 4 years. I honestly thought I could walk back into this position and be all I Got THIS! but the state has made soooooo many changes that while I have the basics down, I'm operating on the OLD system and having a hard time learning the NEW system. And if you want me to be honest: the OLD system appears to me to be more effective and less demanding.
My job is overwhelming and I didn't expect it to be so overwhelming; however, after a mid-week breakdown (that included crying in front of my boss out of complete and utter frustration) I resigned my work to God. Thursday started out the same way Wednesday did but I handled it differently. I stopped and prayed at my desk: "Lord, I will NOT allow something that YOU gave me to make ME this miserable so I'm doing what I should have done when I started and I'm giving YOU this job and opening MYSELF up to be YOUR vessel and I will follow YOUR lead." After I finished my prayer within minutes I felt peace and knew that I don't have to stress anymore because Stress is a weapon and my Bible tells me it won't prosper against me. And the rest of the week was amazingly wonderful. I don't mean I'm madly in love with my job yet. It is work after all, but I'm not wanting to quit.
I told my boss after he and I had a frank conversation that caused me to cry at my desk in front of him and my office mate that I promise him all of my best while I'm there. I'm going to give him everything I have, give my 100% to every client and the agency and if I mess up or things I'll learn from them and not stress on it. I told him I was sorry for crying in front of him but that it was either cry or gather my things and walk out because I had reached my limit. He said he was glad I cried!
2. My first term in my last semester of grad school is officially OVAH! I have Spring Break this coming week then on the 18th I start MY LAST CLASS EVER!!! Then I will be able to sign M.A. after my name at work instead of B.S. I'm overwhelmed by the vast amount of student loan debt I have now because of this degree and paying for it will use the bulk of two week's worth of work on my part each month, I'm extremely proud of myself for finishing grad school. It was not easy. But I did it.
3. My niece continues to amaze me. She's only 26 month's old and she's got the vocalization of a four year old.
4. Our vow renewal planning is going well. (that's a whole blog post on its own and I'll try to do that this weekend!).
I swear I probably have a lot more to write about here but it's escaping me right now. I promise not to put so much time between blog posts.
Posts I have coming up:
Vow Renewal Planning (visit my Pinterest Board HERE)
Where we stand with foster care
P.S. I haven't proofread this post. I's too sleepy. So it if has a lot of typos/errors I'm sorry!!
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Five Hundred Twenty Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes...
....How do you measure, measure a year???
Seven years ago today, the face of a man I had spent an evening with chatting at a company Christmas party while my date was "working the room" appeared in my email inbox. He was my "ideal match" or so said, Match.com.
Seven years ago today, I paid the last $29.95 I had until payday to send that man an email.
Seven years ago today, that man also paid $29.95 to answer that email.
Seven years ago today, we spent six hours on the phone talking.
Five Hundred Twenty Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes ago, we finished with our first meeting with the foster care licensing social worker to begin our journey to become parents.
This past year has been challenging as we became parents and tried to parent not one but two teen-aged girls. We often wondered what we were thinking. Did we really want to be parents? We often missed our lives of just being Jeff and Allison. We have been "just" Jeff and Allison since November and it has been amazing.
I still go back and forth on if we want to accept anymore placements. We're getting contacted every day. They are contacting by text which I find weird but hey, whatever. I still haven't been able to commit. The longer we go without having children in the home the more I feel that I'm okay not having children in the home.
We will eventually make the decision that's best for us, but I know one thing will never change; I'm so thankful for the man with whom I will make this decision. The man I reconnected with seven years ago today, the man who started the journey to become a parent with me a year ago today is the man I want by my side for the rest of my life.
I'm completely and totally in love and adore my husband. He's kept every single marriage vow he made to me and kept it more than I ever could have prayed for or hoped any man would. But then again, he's not just 'any man', he's The Man. The one God made just for me.
I'm so humbled that after all the nights I cried myself to sleep just knowing I'd never find "The One" the REAL ONE was orchestrating a union that would be exactly what Jeff and I needed forever.
I love you, Jeff. I love you more today than I did five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes ago.
Thank you for marrying me, for choosing me, for loving me, and for taking care of me.
Seven years ago today, the face of a man I had spent an evening with chatting at a company Christmas party while my date was "working the room" appeared in my email inbox. He was my "ideal match" or so said, Match.com.
Seven years ago today, I paid the last $29.95 I had until payday to send that man an email.
Seven years ago today, that man also paid $29.95 to answer that email.
Seven years ago today, we spent six hours on the phone talking.
Five Hundred Twenty Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes ago, we finished with our first meeting with the foster care licensing social worker to begin our journey to become parents.
This past year has been challenging as we became parents and tried to parent not one but two teen-aged girls. We often wondered what we were thinking. Did we really want to be parents? We often missed our lives of just being Jeff and Allison. We have been "just" Jeff and Allison since November and it has been amazing.
I still go back and forth on if we want to accept anymore placements. We're getting contacted every day. They are contacting by text which I find weird but hey, whatever. I still haven't been able to commit. The longer we go without having children in the home the more I feel that I'm okay not having children in the home.
We will eventually make the decision that's best for us, but I know one thing will never change; I'm so thankful for the man with whom I will make this decision. The man I reconnected with seven years ago today, the man who started the journey to become a parent with me a year ago today is the man I want by my side for the rest of my life.
I'm completely and totally in love and adore my husband. He's kept every single marriage vow he made to me and kept it more than I ever could have prayed for or hoped any man would. But then again, he's not just 'any man', he's The Man. The one God made just for me.
I'm so humbled that after all the nights I cried myself to sleep just knowing I'd never find "The One" the REAL ONE was orchestrating a union that would be exactly what Jeff and I needed forever.
I love you, Jeff. I love you more today than I did five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes ago.
Thank you for marrying me, for choosing me, for loving me, and for taking care of me.
Friday, February 8, 2013
Friday Five in One.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Friday Five
Things to think about:
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Thankful Thursday
Today I'm linking with with Ryan via Joy for Thankful Thursdays (even if I am a little late)
1. Today I am thankful for my salvation and my new relationship with Jesus. I set out this year not to do the usual (lose weight though I need to lose at a minimum 150 pounds...no lie) or to save money or do better but to build a relationship with God. I'm learning to trust Him more, to know that He will provide for all my needs and not to worry so much and stress so much.
2. I'm thankful for the fact that I'm now 13 weeks away from graduation. Have I mentioned the "grad-school-itis I have y'all?
3. I'm thankful for a second chance job interview a week from today. I got the call today. I'm praying the Lord will provide for my husband and I this opportunity to use my education, my experience, and my desire to serve others as a way for us to increase our blessings so we can bless others.
4. I'm thankful for my husband's job even if it's sucking up almost every minute of his day and taking away from our time together on the weekends. He's learning new technology that will, one day, open up more opportunities that are better for our family.
5. I'm thankful for my friends, especially Ginger, Wendy, Damita, and Michelle who are helping me to become a better person, who are always there for me when I need them and who love me and I love them.
6. I'm thankful I haven't gotten that "Ferrari" stomach virus though I'm battling through some kind of something.
What are YOU thankful for??
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Linking Up Wednesday
Today I'm linking up with a new blogger, Shanna, that I met via JOY
So, in what ways can I be random today?
1. Went to Foster Parent Support Group meeting last night. I came face-to-face with the girl we gave up to try to make another placement work. That placement was 'Lyric' and it didn't work. Of the two girls, I have really missed 'Shay'. I cried the day she went to a new placement. For awhile it seemed like she had adjustment issues in her new placement that were similar to what we were experiencing in our home. She's grown a lot in her current placement. I miss Shay. I am very angry with myself for giving up on her and how that must have hurt her. But at the time our home was a powder keg and we were in the final seconds before an explosion. I had to make a choice and I made the best choice I could with the information I had been provided.
The worst thing about foster care? The children aren't the only pawns in the system. The foster parents are pawns, too. And the master chess players will say and do anything to meet a desired end or need. As new FPs we didn't know this. Now, Shay's worker is looking for a forever home for her and every.single.ounce.of.me. wants to slowly S.....L...O....W...L....Y try to integrate her back into our home. I'm going to pray over this.
Yes we had our issues with her but how much of those issues where her, were because of Lyric, because of the too frequent contact with mom, and just being a teen? After all this is the first time we'd ever been parents and we were given two girls (12,13). We were clueless. We still feel clueless.
2. I'm in my last semester of grad school and I'm detesting every.single.minute.of.it. I think I'm just so ready to be done that I've developed ADHD when it comes to reading my text and completing my assignments.
3. I need to develop a housecleaning, meal planning, and exercise schedule. Here in Fairmont, WV we've had such crazy weather it has been impossible to come to any kind of schedule.Notice how I blame the weather for not wanting to do anything?? Yesterday and today we've had temps in the upper 60's and low 70's and tomorrow it will be below freezing with snow accumulations. My head is a mess.
4. Still trying to be a good steward of my faith. Still attending church and will be starting membership classes on Sunday.
5. My husband's company bought a whole bunch of new expensive equipment and as the IT guy he has to know how to use/run/fix all of it. The trainer is from India by way of England. My husband is tickled when he sees a face expecting one accent and hearing another. I got a text this afternoon from my husband that simply said, "Oh em geee he just said "Brilliant!" I guess it's the little things!!
So, in what ways can I be random today?
1. Went to Foster Parent Support Group meeting last night. I came face-to-face with the girl we gave up to try to make another placement work. That placement was 'Lyric' and it didn't work. Of the two girls, I have really missed 'Shay'. I cried the day she went to a new placement. For awhile it seemed like she had adjustment issues in her new placement that were similar to what we were experiencing in our home. She's grown a lot in her current placement. I miss Shay. I am very angry with myself for giving up on her and how that must have hurt her. But at the time our home was a powder keg and we were in the final seconds before an explosion. I had to make a choice and I made the best choice I could with the information I had been provided.
The worst thing about foster care? The children aren't the only pawns in the system. The foster parents are pawns, too. And the master chess players will say and do anything to meet a desired end or need. As new FPs we didn't know this. Now, Shay's worker is looking for a forever home for her and every.single.ounce.of.me. wants to slowly S.....L...O....W...L....Y try to integrate her back into our home. I'm going to pray over this.
Yes we had our issues with her but how much of those issues where her, were because of Lyric, because of the too frequent contact with mom, and just being a teen? After all this is the first time we'd ever been parents and we were given two girls (12,13). We were clueless. We still feel clueless.
2. I'm in my last semester of grad school and I'm detesting every.single.minute.of.it. I think I'm just so ready to be done that I've developed ADHD when it comes to reading my text and completing my assignments.
3. I need to develop a housecleaning, meal planning, and exercise schedule. Here in Fairmont, WV we've had such crazy weather it has been impossible to come to any kind of schedule.Notice how I blame the weather for not wanting to do anything?? Yesterday and today we've had temps in the upper 60's and low 70's and tomorrow it will be below freezing with snow accumulations. My head is a mess.
4. Still trying to be a good steward of my faith. Still attending church and will be starting membership classes on Sunday.
5. My husband's company bought a whole bunch of new expensive equipment and as the IT guy he has to know how to use/run/fix all of it. The trainer is from India by way of England. My husband is tickled when he sees a face expecting one accent and hearing another. I got a text this afternoon from my husband that simply said, "Oh em geee he just said "Brilliant!" I guess it's the little things!!
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