I am pleased to say that I will be attending grad school this fall at Pratt Institute.
People have said that they aren’t surprised that I was accepted. I am though. I had a fear that for some random reason they would say, “Sorry.” But they didn’t. They said “Congratulations” and I am more than pleased.
I’m excited about what I will get to study. I’m excited that I’ll get to work in Preservation everyday. I’m excited about the doors this degree will open be it here in the City or another town or city if we end up moving away. I don’t have to be stuck at entry level admin for the rest of my life. I actually get to have a career. At 38 years of age I will begin the path to this career. Nice. Who would have thought it would take me this long to figure out what I really wanted to do with my life?
Onward we go to an exciting and challenging adventure.
I’m sitting out on the deck of this fantastically amazing house up here in New Castle, Maine, (thank you so much Gene, Lynn, Dan and Meg) and I can’t help but be pleasantly pleased with and so grateful for the weekend we’ve had and the creation that is around me.
Talking to God this morning amidst His creation and finding myself in love with Him and thankful for the love that He lavishes upon us everyday.
The simple chorus from David Crowder’s song runs through my head as delightfully as the creek runs in the forest that is sitting in my view from this deck.
"He loves us, oh how He loves us,oh how He loves us, oh how He loves."
It has been a great weekend. Reviving and refreshing with people who are very dear in my life.
I am thankful.
I want to document it in writing. Today my sweet girl said her first real word.
David called me at work. When I picked up the phone he said, "Tell mommy. Tell mommy what you’re eating" and Mathilda said, "Apple." And she kept saying it over and over. I got a little teary. It wasn’t mamamama or dadadada. It was apple. It was cute. Once again, she melted my heart.