I am a Graduate..

Well, I did it.
I finally did it.
I still can't believe I actually did it.
I finished school yesterday.
This is the first time in my whole life that I have completed ANYTHING, with the exception of high school, and I finished that late as well.

If you read my last post, you know that I had been given some extra time to complete my courses at school. I was given four extra weeks to complete four chapters, and to complete four tests. I missed the first week, due to MORE illness, and then finished two weeks and two days later, one week early. My Grade Point Average is about a 3.7, and I really don't know how that happened. Out of all the classes I took, I only had two grades below an A, and they were two C's. I am not sure how much of the program I actually remember though, and I hope and pray (key word) that I am able to find a job in the field and remember what I learned when I begin the job.


God has not brought me this far to drop me, so I am sure I will be okay.


Ya see, I have been tested much the last two years, and God has carried me through many things. I was asked to leave my parents home with a two year old on Christmas Day, 2006. I was working for a family babysitting full-time, and they let me move in with them temporarily. They realized they couldn't help me anymore because they could not afford to pay me enough to move out and they really needed their space back. So, I went to work for another family, who told me after a week that it would not work out. I was now jobless, homeless and penniless. With a two year old. I did not know where I was going to turn, and didn't feel I could call anyone from my church family or any of my friends because everyone had been so proud of me and the fact that I had found something fantastic with the family I had moved in with. I remember sitting in my car the night after I was told I had two weeks to find somewhere to go, and I prayed and prayed, and was sure an answer would not come. 


I had told one friend what had happened, only because she and her family were friends with the family that had told me to leave, and she directed me to this place that had a program for self-sufficiency for families that were homeless or at-risk of being homeless, so I went there. Anyway, it is a long story after this, but after lots of God intervention and some time, I was accepted into this program. I have been here since March 20, 2007. I have spent two Easters, a Thanksgiving, and a Christmas in this place. They had daycare scholarships with an on-site daycare so that I could go to school. They have been very understanding with my health issues that I have been going through lately and are being very supportive of the surgery I am having next week. God sent me to this place. I am sure of it. I only have a few months left here, and I am grateful for the time I have been able to stay here. It is a hard place to live in, due to all of the different personalities here, but I have still stayed and not been asked to leave. My son has thrived in their daycare and with all the children in the program, and I am very grateful.


This blog started out as one thing, and turned into something completely different, but I am not a real blogger. I am just beginning my journey in this life, so I can be forgiven minor things like a subject change in the middle of a post, right?


Thank you God for everything you have given me, the big things, and the small things. I am truly grateful.