“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, wit

Some one else posted this on their blog and it was so fitting for my current situation that I had to post it on my own.  

Next Monday, April 30th, I will go before my Final Review Committee to defend my thesis.  I don't have any real doubts about the outcome, but I am still nervous.  There is still that "What if?"  

A new chapter in my life is developing.  Not only am I discovering who I am as an artist but my mothering skills are now going to be heightened since I won't be preoccupied with school deadlines and doing my home work.  Yes, teaching college level will have it's own version of homework, but I will have time to do it now.  
Also, I have found myself in the company of a wonderful man as of late.  I have faith and hope that this new chapter is going to be one that opens new doors in many different aspects of my life. 


Time moves quickly and I don't want to miss a minute of it.  All of the hard work and late nights are paying off.  I know that I haven't seen the last of troubled times.  They are always going to be around, but I know that know matter what I will get through them.  The past has proven this.