stories of a real life wonder woman

Friday while driving to RRBC for BOND I had an idea for my post this week and I even kept thinking that would be my post after BOND. I knew I could fit what I thought about for my post in with BOND and some of the things I wanted to say about it. But then I got back to my house and well plans change. See when I get a song like this... stuck in my head I can't not talk about why it is there. See I did not realize how much I needed this weekend and the time I had with my friends. Don't get me wrong I don't go solely because of my friends/family, I go because I care deeply about the kids that come to camp and I want to help them anyway I can in their walk and in life in general. I don't always get that right and I don't always have the answers for them but I want them to know that I am there for them and I care about what happens to them. Anyway I found myself often emotional or almost emotional this weekend. Over the past few months I have been fighting

I told myself that since I was staying here this weekend that I should explore the town since I haven't really been out in it at all. But then I slept pretty much all weekend instead. I guess I needed it. Work and the start of the cold weather has me worn out. I have been learning more and helping with some big projects around the library. That has been nice but I am still carrying some stress from being new at the job. But I still love my job. I was thinking this week about why I keep saying that. I say it yes because it's true but also because it's crazy to me that I get to work at a job I love so much. I grew up listening to dad complain about jobs. Not that he always hated them but when you have to work long hours and you don't always see the pay off that can be hard. It wasn't until mom started her job that I really saw someone loving their job even though mom has her bad days at work like everyone else. But now experiencing it for myself is crazy.

This week has been mostly good. I started to learn some things about cataloging and I am excited to learn more. It makes me feel even more like a librarian. I like that learning this means that I can help out our librarian even more. I still have a lot to learn and I still get stressed out some days but I still love being a librarian. I don't really know how to transition into this so I am just gonna jump right in. John 9:3 "'Neither this man nor his parents sinned,' said Jesus, 'but this happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him.'" I came across this verse again this past week and even though I know this story of this blind man receiving sight and I love that we get to see him making his faith his own I still found myself floored yet again by his story and this verse. I don't often talk about how people have judged me and my parents solely based on the fact that I am and have been sick pretty much all my life. For some reas

First I love my job. I don't want that to be forgotten because it is true. Loving my job makes some of this things from this week and others bearable. This week has been very rough for many reasons. I have not had a lot of energy or gotten a lot of sleep this week. One of the days when I came home for my hour lunch I cried thinking about how I felt like I had no energy to finish my day. I am still learning a lot which is stressful and tiring. Also I may have a harder time with a lady at work than I let on. Thankfully it is only the one I have a hard time with. I am trying to do my best to not let her actions and attitudes effect mine. After our staff development I am also trying my best to do things to better accommodate her personality type. Doing all of that is wearing on me a lot. I also miss having mom and dad a few blocks away. Homesickness is the worst but during the week I am too tired and too busy to really be homesick so that's good. After all of this I have been q