Its hard to believe the last time I blogged here was 6 months ago. Trust me when I say I have had plenty of material to write about but, life would not allow me to blog about every detail of the last several months.
As I looked at a few previous posts, its no secret that I am not the same person anymore. (Nor should I be).
Since my last post, me and the little people moved to a place of our own, I survived working summer school, I accepted my new assignment in a different classroom this school year under an amazing teacher, I've remained a pescatarian, and have continued on my journey of health and healing.
I took the VCLA and got a 522, took the Praxis2 and missed by 7 points. Which is pretty good given that Ive been out of school for nearly 18 years. I'm still processing through that.
I became a gladiator (huge scandal fan)/Kerri Washington fan but, I don't know if I'll "turn up" next season.
I'm now an instagramer so that I can keep an eye on Cookie, I tweeted recently for the first time in a long time, and of course I have a few boards on Pinterest (a wonderful waste of time).
I have fallen in love with Plato's Closet but, refuse to buy anymore clothes or shoes since I am juicing and salading ( I know salading is not a word).
The Christmas tree is decorated in rainbow colored lights for the first time in 16 years. I'm still getting used to it. I usually have white lights.
I broke down and got a beta fish. He's red. His name is Oliver. (Named after Olivia Pope of course).
Despite the struggle and the hustle, I have found a strength in me that I had no idea existed so I guess that makes me Superwoman.
I have been amazed time after time how God has shown up and has provided and filled my needs. I have been amazed how God has been incredibly patient with me as I run, walk, stumble, fall, sprint, and crawl.
Lastly, I've gain a deeper appreciation for farmers. They grow my green source of food.