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Begin Again...

I am going back to school!!!!!! Can you believe it? I simply cannot contain myself! It's funny how this all began. My dreams have been fulfilled in every respect when it comes to having an amazing husband, two great kids, serving in full-time ministry, and being in God's perfect will (there is nothing better than that). But for me education was always very important and still is (just ask my 10 year old...lol). I grew up in a family where I was the first to graduate High School and the first to go to college. They were hard working people but education was not an option at the time. They had to work to survive. I come from a family of master craftsmen, a family with strong work ethics. My grandfather still works his land in Puerto Rico, he is 80 years old and suffers from bad eye sight, but still gets up when the rooster crows and feeds himself and his family by the sweat of his brow and the food he grows. I wanted to go to college, always! It was away to not be a statistic. I did not want to be another minority girl, pregnant and on welfare. I wanted to get out of that environment. I wanted to do something bigger and something greater than myself. As a 17 year old, that is the way I thought. I also had a mom who "strongly" encouraged me to go to school, go to college, get an education so that you don't have to depend on the government or on anyone. She was my biggest cheerleader. In High School, I did a lot of socializing, but I loved to learn and to read and to master whatever subject I was studying (somehow Science and Math were not two of those subjects). Went to a community college and being 18 and away from home became so unfocused that I was at a 2 year college for more than 3 years...and it wasn't because I was a part-time student either... lol...so much time wasted. Then I finally got serious. Transferred out of there and went to the school of my dreams in a state of my dreams, Southeastern University in sunny Florida! After a crazy three years, I finally found a place where I could start over, where I could begin again. And it was wonderful. For a year, I did pretty good, except in Anatomy and Physiology, which I have to take over again....ugggghhhh! Then my prince charming came a callin'...literally. I came home for the summer, expecting to go back, and I never did. I got married, went into ministry, and had three wonderful boys. I didn't think much of going back to school, until recently. It's something that I have left undone, a loose end. My kids are getting big and are independent for the most part so they don't need mommy in the same way as when they were babies. I feel that now is the right time to go back. I am older now and wiser (I hope). Not easily distracted (unless there is Chinese food in the room). More focused on the important things. I am sure it will be very hard to get studying done, papers due, tests completed and passed, but if God has opened these doors then I believe that He knows that I can do this. I also have an amazing support system...a supportive husband and two very cute kids. With God and my family with me how can I fail?
I ask for much prayer, for me and for my family, for finances to be released (no loans) and for clarity of mind. These my friends, I covet.
I will keep you all updated on my "college" days...without the partying...LOL
It's never too late to begin again...Enjoy the Ride!

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