Sorry I haven't been posting in a while sweet readers. It's hard to imagine that last time I was posting was in our old apartment in Chesterfield.
Since then, we've moved to another part of town, become involved in a youth group at Incarnate Word Parish (in Chesterfield, Missouri), welcomed new neighbors, and Sean has started a new and challenging career path.
It's hard for me to believe that I wanted Sean to go into nursing school so much, when it is so difficult and demanding, but I believe that it is characteristic to desire the difficulty to be your own. For instance, I would much rather be sick, or have emergency surgery than to have my husband undergo the same. I don't think this is just a false illusion of toughness, but a desire to protect those we love from suffering. I would despise being in school again, but I would do it if it meant that I didn't have to see Sean so stressful after a long day or before a lab session. He's so smart and so good about it though, he is doing it with a most generous heart, so he can be the sole provider for our future family.
When you're in pain, your body and mind go into auto pilot to make it stop. Sean's been open to any option that would make nursing school no longer be necessary, and part of it is this "backup plan." (Back up plans like becoming a police man or joining the armed services.) Which I personally hate, because it drives me crazy. I like "Plan A" and only "Plan A." However, more often than not, we've used a back up plan, so it's in fairness that we discuss these things.
Lord, please, just help us get through the next 11 months, pass nursing school, and pass the NCLEX.
