This is my fourth college, and not even my last. I started this process oh, something like 16 years ago when I was a post-secondary student taking college courses while in high school. I most likely will not master the chemistry course I'm taking now, as much as my pride would like to think I could, but I will not let it discourage me from continuing to walk down this road.
The last time I did this God surprised us with Jeremiah, so I'm walking forward fully aware that at any time something might come about that changes our circumstances. But just as likely it won't and I'm determined to accomplish my degree. It's an interesting thing to juggle- my commitment to pursuing this goal and my commitments at home. I've been preoccupied for the last two weeks, the stress of deadlines completely consuming my free time. My house is an absolute DIS.AS.TER, Jeremiah has spent FAR too much time in front of the television, and I can't even remember the last time Lee and I went out on a date. So it's easy to see the sacrifice we're all making as not worth the end goal, to think I'm being a horrible mom by leaving for a few hours each week, knowing that I'm not the greatest housekeeper (would I even want to be the woman that is? I don't know..) and being gone from the house only makes it worse. But I've been waiting and sitting and doing some things with my time for the last several years, but I'm excited about challenging myself with a big life goal that is really just up to me to accomplish.
But look at that face. There's no way that I could turn down an opportunity to make snowballs or go ice skating even if a test about electron configurations is breathing down my neck.
