2/12/10--Day 6

Well...I've learned so far that life throws curveballs and fast...and with our family, it's usually a few at a time.

Since I've last written, a lot has happened. . .

Two days after my last blog, I found my beautiful puppy, Riley! She was dropped off in a parking lot at Short Pump mall as I drove by. She was only 5 weeks old and 5 pounds. She's a purebred Chocolate Lab and someone dumped her on the side of the road! It's beyond me, but I'm blessed to have her and share her with a friend. 

School ended and I was relieved. I finished my final paper for English and got a B for the class! I also decided to retake placement testing for math in the hopes that I could score out of the high school level. I passed with flying colors! That was so awesome. 

Christmas rolled around and it was very emotional. Usually my Aunt Deanie and her hubby, Mike, join us for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. Because of her new job, she had to work both days. That was super hard for me because I'm a major tradition person. We made the best of it and ended our holiday well with our family friends. We at least got to keep our tradition of seeing a movie and went to Sherlock Homes, which is not for the faint hearted. Then again, no movie is these days.

The last week of December was the last bang from 2009. My Mom was diagnosed with a severe cancer. I can't say any details because I'm not allowed. 
Talk about major shocker.  We've walked many walks as a family, but this one is definitely in the top 3 worst events. 

When you're faced with such an unfair trial, it's hard to keep your emotions on a down low and make the necessary decisions that's best for the one you love. However cliché it is, love is the only thing that can get you through; Love for the victim, love for the affected, and love from the Maker. 

It's been difficult, but we're not letting it debilitate us. It can't.

We're on week 5 of our journey and God has been so gracious to us. Meals and keeping the house somewhat tidy has been a couple of the biggest stressers for me because I'm usually the one who takes care of that during the week. So many friends from church, family, and acquaintances have stepped up and provided so much. 

So, with that pressure, I began my second semester as a freshman in college. Wake up at 8, leave by 8:30, History 101 at 9 am, English 112 at 10, and Biology 101 at 11. My favorite class is history, as usual. It gets me through the day. I have been so blessed with an incredible teacher. We're studying Western civilization and he's traveling through the timeline in a Christian perspective. How crazy.

So, here I am, at this moment, sitting here still in a state of numbness. I'm waiting for the breakthrough, but I keep reality close by. I keep reminding myself that it's when we're broken and beaten down that we are loved and can be used the most. 

Song of the week: Beautiful Scandelous Night - Sixpence None the Richer