The day I have been eagerly anticipating has come! Tomorrow I am going to get up a 5:30, take four different buses, travelling a total of two hours to get to my Peer Tutoring Class Interview. There were over 70 people that had been on the six month waiting list when I called in the beginning of February. The lady I spoke with told me to go ahead and send my information and they would look at it. Imagine my excitement when I got the phone call; I had been chosen to be interviewed for one of about ten seats available for the class. Tonight I am going to bed early and I've got everything set out so I can have a smooth morning tomorrow.
During my nightly call with my oldest daughter, we exchanged tidbits about our days, good and bad. There's usually something funny that happens in a class full of seniors, anxious to get out in the world and make their mark. I love our calls and how I can still be helpful, pointing her to resources that will help her and making suggestions on her writing or job hunting skills. I miss all of my children so terribly much. It does help to leave them little notes on their facebook accounts so they will know I haven't forgotten them and I love them very much. I am just glad to still be here and working through my recovery. Keeping in touch with them is a huge part of that. My youngest is hoping she will be allowed to visit this time along with her older sister and I am praying that she will, too. She misses me as much as I do her and it would break her heart again after not being allowed to come over Christmas vacation. All the gifts I sent were not the same as spending time with me. So, I pray and count the days til I see them on spring break. Meanwhile, I am keeping busy and showing them I'm not a quitter and that I can get up again and make something wonderful out of my days.
I can easily imagine myself working as a caseworker at a Safebeds or group home. I have become so familiar with their system and the very open dialogue we share really strengthens the bond of trust and care between worker and client. I am so happy to have my worker puzzle through my problems with me and come up with solutions that should seem obvious to me but in my anxious state of mind, do not appear as readily available or feasible. Today, we spent a good deal of time talking about how to plan towards my recovery and get me back to where I was about a month ago when I became physically ill and my mood and energy levels plummeted. I look back at my first posts and find them so full of humor and happiness, sarcasm and fun. I don't feel any of that right now and I'm anxious to get it back. It's no fun to be in the valley but I can certainly empathize with someone who is. One day, soon, I am looking forward to the time when I will have graduated from my studies and I can really help the new faces I see coming through our doors at the Canadian Mental Health Association. Often, the friendships formed based on trust and mutual experience are long lasting and supportive in a special way because of battles hard won and moments to remember. And so it is with a full heart of gratitude and expectancy that I face my opportunity tomorrow and I pray God will give me the right words to say to come across as a good candidate for being a Peer Tutor. I will of course, blog my results as soon as I can.
During my nightly call with my oldest daughter, we exchanged tidbits about our days, good and bad. There's usually something funny that happens in a class full of seniors, anxious to get out in the world and make their mark. I love our calls and how I can still be helpful, pointing her to resources that will help her and making suggestions on her writing or job hunting skills. I miss all of my children so terribly much. It does help to leave them little notes on their facebook accounts so they will know I haven't forgotten them and I love them very much. I am just glad to still be here and working through my recovery. Keeping in touch with them is a huge part of that. My youngest is hoping she will be allowed to visit this time along with her older sister and I am praying that she will, too. She misses me as much as I do her and it would break her heart again after not being allowed to come over Christmas vacation. All the gifts I sent were not the same as spending time with me. So, I pray and count the days til I see them on spring break. Meanwhile, I am keeping busy and showing them I'm not a quitter and that I can get up again and make something wonderful out of my days.
I can easily imagine myself working as a caseworker at a Safebeds or group home. I have become so familiar with their system and the very open dialogue we share really strengthens the bond of trust and care between worker and client. I am so happy to have my worker puzzle through my problems with me and come up with solutions that should seem obvious to me but in my anxious state of mind, do not appear as readily available or feasible. Today, we spent a good deal of time talking about how to plan towards my recovery and get me back to where I was about a month ago when I became physically ill and my mood and energy levels plummeted. I look back at my first posts and find them so full of humor and happiness, sarcasm and fun. I don't feel any of that right now and I'm anxious to get it back. It's no fun to be in the valley but I can certainly empathize with someone who is. One day, soon, I am looking forward to the time when I will have graduated from my studies and I can really help the new faces I see coming through our doors at the Canadian Mental Health Association. Often, the friendships formed based on trust and mutual experience are long lasting and supportive in a special way because of battles hard won and moments to remember. And so it is with a full heart of gratitude and expectancy that I face my opportunity tomorrow and I pray God will give me the right words to say to come across as a good candidate for being a Peer Tutor. I will of course, blog my results as soon as I can.
:} love you too darling, you are as great in an interview as you are on paper :]
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