I am home.
Actually, I have been home for almost 2 weeks now. All I have been doing is trying to get a job. Out of the blue, an old friend from my childhood ward came to visit our family and happened to know of a place that would hire me.
Last Thursday, I started my job at a vitamin company. It is definately not the most exciting job in the world, but it is a full time job that pays better than minimum wage. By the end of the summer I should have enough money for at least two more semester of college. This is such a blessing to have gotten this job at this time. It is going to be long hours, but I know in the end it will be worth it.
It is amazing how the Lord answers our prayers with things that we didn't even know we needed. Sometimes life is about those little tender mercies...
I have never really had the opportunity to be myself. I have always felt the need to hide who I really am because of those around me. The first time I remember doing this was in third grade. My third grade teacher was strict. This is much more than just the normal "mean teacher"- she would threaten to hang us by our toenails in the corner if we did not behave. Before third grade, I was very outgoing, but I lost that because of fear. It just went deeper and deeper as the years went on. My freshman year of college, I told myself that I was going to start new. I tried to be myself, but it was really hard. Then with roommate issues, I turned back into my shell. I hid who I was. The next year, I moved in with the"friends" that I had made Freshman year. 4 girls who I thought I could trust through everything. Things happened and by the time winter semester came, my two best friends moved out to go on missions and the other two girls who I had known since Freshman year ...
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