The Little Victories Keep You Going!

No one can know the potential,
Of a life that is committed to win;
With courage - the challenge it faces,
To achieve great success in the end!

So, explore the Dimension of Greatness,
And believe that the world CAN be won;
By a mind that is fully committed,
KNOWING the task can be done!

Your world has no place for the skeptic,
No room for the DOUBTER to stand;
To weaken your firm resolution
That you CAN EXCEL in this land!

--Author Unknown

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It’s been a while since I’ve written.  I’m not sure why.  I haven’t even written in Joey’s journal.  I would like to say that I have been busy.  I have been.  I have officially accepted a job teaching 4 classes (Spirit of Science, Biology, Botany, and Anatomy and Physiology), grades 9-12, at a school that is 2 hours away.  If you are a teacher and have ever been responsible for 4 different preps, you know how busy I am.  If not, I can liken it to being a chicken with its head cut off; frantic. 

I then had the fun task of finding myself, and two dogs, an apartment.

“No dogs!”

“Are you 65 or older?”

“This villa is for the disabled and elderly!”

Really?!  Should it be that hard to find an apartment?  Apparently it is. 

After hours of exhaustive searching, I finally found “the one”.  Will all my stuff fit in it?  Probably not … but the landlord loves dogs, was extraordinarily nice, the apartment was clean, and the bedroom would fit my bedroom set and was cozy.

So, the amount of stress that seems to have lifted off my shoulders is great.  Knowing that I have a job, with insurance, and an affordable place to live makes me feel so much better.  What does not make me feel better, is that my husband has no idea.  He told me to do what makes me happy and live where I am happy, so I know that he will be fine with my decision, but it is just the fact that I wasn’t able to talk to him today; the fact that he doesn’t know.

And … I walked.  For the first time since July 7^th, I walked.  And Joey doesn’t know. 

When my knew landlord found out that my husband was in Afghanistan, his mouth gaped open and he looked at me, and said “Girl, how are you still standing in front of me?!?!”  I really don’t know.  I made it through 2 surgeries, 8 months of recovery, losing my job, getting a new job, finding an apartment … all while not being able to walk.  I guess looking back at the last 8 months, I feel like my head should be held proudly.  The only thing that I could think to say was that I am an incredibly strong and independent woman.  And I realized that it just wasn’t something to say, but that it is true. 

And I know that Joey knows that.

It’s all about the little victories that keep you going.