I'm not even sure I have a real coherent topic here! But I know some of you want to hear how school is going, so I shall tell.
I started classes at the end of August, and have been pretty busy since then. I have class four nights a week, two mornings a week, and one afternoon a week. Thankfully they do not seem to schedule classes on Fridays in graduate school here, so I get at least that little break. They are pretty fun classes--one of them we even have already started filming ourselves counseling our classmates in our clinical lab and then reflecting on how we did. The very hands on experience will certainly help us learn quickly.
The homework is for the most part manageable, though I have one class that I am continually anxious about. It's hard for me to relax when I know I have about four or five time consuming assignments coming up that I have no idea how to do. It is all very vague and sometimes hard to get concrete directions from professors, which is frustrating because we all want to do well and do more than what is asked of us, but if we cannot determine what is asked of us, it becomes difficult to do it.
I also have a lot of anxiety because I will have to take more than the allowed amount of credits in order to meet some requirements of me because I am not a licensed teacher. There's not much I can do about it now, but it is in the back burner of my mind.
I was discussing the other night with a good friend whether I had made the "right" decision in coming to this school. My friend suggested that perhaps I had simply made a good decision. That wording didn't feel right, and I knew that I have indeed made the "right" decision. Being here is something that I haven't doubted, and I feel peace at how God has opened the doors and allowed me to be here. I had no experience, not enough coursework in psychology, and somehow I made it into the program. Then I heard the news that I would be a graduate assistant, which pays for half of my tuition. I found a great place to live, and have been getting along great with my new friends and classmates.
The peace I feel here is the peace I talk about a lot. You can feel at peace with a situation or time in your life without superficially liking it on the outside. I have a bracelet my aunt gave me with the peace symbol on it. When I look at it, I don't think about peace with regard to politics, or war; I think of the peace I have being here. So as difficult as this semester is turning out to be, no matter how bad next semester is, I can get through it knowing that this is where God wants me to be.
On a side note, today is my grandparents birthday! They share the same birthday, and are turning 78 (Grandma Lou) and 85 (Harold) today. I wish them the happiest of birthdays, and look forward to seeing them soon!
Now, off to do that homework!