Oh man, where have the years gone...

Oh man, where have the years gone.  I started a new blog following my design adventures, but I found that time does not allow for me to partake in my design projects for now.  So I couldn't decide where to continue my blogging.  I've found myself back here, where it all started.  A push, a desire, a drive I never experienced until I became a mother. 

Since the last blog I wrote here, I've met amazing people and let amazing people go, I've said goodbye to a dear friend who passed away.  I've been in several relationships, I've grown as a person and a mother.  I've come to know what it is to live in the moment and take things as they come.  I've come to understand the meaning of being a parent and loving someone to the deepest depths of your soul.  I am so proud of the amazing, smart, beautiful little girl that I am raising.  She is without a doubt the reason for my being.  I strive every day to make her proud.  Nothing in my life was worth it, before her. 

This past September, Emma and I both embarqed on new journies.  We bought Emma a backpack, new clothes and prepared for her new adventure.  My baby started kindergarten.  That very same day, I started my own adventure.  Nursing (and it's forerunner, Nursing School) has been a dream of mine for so long... it was finally my time to make that dream a reality.  A reality that will provide me and my daughter with the stability to build and live a comfortable life. 

Fast forward to today: 

My princess is a little over a month away from turning six.  Six years old?!  How could that possibly be.  In her short life, we've come so far.   She's learned so much and is wise beyond her years.  She knows how to comfort others and how to express herself.  She is learning and growing by leaps and bounds.  I'm proud of all that she has accomplished and even more proud of the beautiful young girl I am raising. 

I, however, am now in my second semester of nursing school, and I must say it has been one of the best and worst roller coaster rides of my life.  But like you hear often; nothing worth while in life is easy.  My med/surg 1 final is on Monday, and I'm scared to death.  I've never been 'borderline' in anything in life.  This semester has surely tested me in that aspect.  Here I sit, with a borderline test average; leaving room for doubt and worry as passing this class comes down to the score I earn on this last exam.   All I can do is pray.  Pray that my hard work will pay off.  Pray that I've studied the right material.  Pray that this is the path I should be taking.  Pray for peace and calm nerves come test time.  Pray for my friends (that are more like family) as they take this test as well.  We've come this far... I'd like to take the next leap. 


There are lots of bits and pieces to the story of the past few years, and although I'd love to catch you up, I think the important stuff is yet to come. :-)  Life never ceases to amaze me. 

Until next time...