Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Prayers please
This is a late night post fueled by a lot of emotion that only comes to me at night. The thing is that there is something very big and very bad going on in the life of someone that I know and love and I truly need some prayers from my fellow blogging prayer warriors. I don't want to say who or what because that is not really necessary. God knows what the problem is and I would truly appreciate the prayers. Thank you in advance.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
School and everything else
Just a quick update on school:
- My thesis is due next Monday. I have been working hard on it and it's coming along. I'm moving slow and steady. I'm not panicking yet but ask me again on Friday and it might be a different story. I will be SO relieved to turn it in. It's the biggest assignment of the year besides my unit and it will be a huge weight off to be done with it.
- I have one midterm left. It's tomorrow and I have a lot of studying to do tonight.
- I finally got in tought with my participating school for practicum and I am starting that on Friday. Thankfully, I only have to do 35 hours this semester so I will be going to Holt High School for the next 5 Fridays. I only have to teach 1 lesson so it should be a piece of cake. (Even though it does take my lazy Fridays away!)
- I have 7 weeks left including this week. Hooray!
- I'm working hard to balance out my time between assignments, tests, and class time. I want to do well and not fall behind. I'm in the final stretch. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel!!
Aside from school right now,
- We got a letter of notification yesterday that our awesome renters are moving out. I'm totally bummed. They were like a Godsend and now we have to start the search again for the 4th time in a year and a half. Being a landlord is exhausting.
- I'm working hard to trust God and rely on him when it comes to stressful times. I tend to panic and freak out when bad things happen and sometimes I almost forget that when I pray God answers. I never want to be empty with my prayer. I know that He's there and I can trust that he is going to take care and provide.
That's all for me today...back to my paper...
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Thank you MawMaw
Saturday was the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in Birmingham. Me, Josh, and Tiffany have been running (really more them than me) to get ready for it. I have been looking forward to it for a while now. Well, when we got there it was raining...not bad...just drizzling. We got there just in time to see the parade of survivors. I did not expect to get emotional but I did. I managed to keep my emotions to myself because I didn't want to be the one who cried and caused a scene. (My whole family was there.)
Growing up I was very close to my MawMaw (my dad's mother). My parents worked a lot so I spent alot of my time with her. She was amazing. As a kid, she played with me and got down on my level. She never left my side when I was with her. She was like having a best friend around all the time. She cooked for me (anything I wanted). She spoiled me. As I got older she became ther person that I wanted to grow up to be. Not because she had an amazing job or a big house. Her job was to keep me and her other grandkids. Her house was a trailer...but she was so proud of what she had and she never complained. I wanted to be like her because she was the most amazing Christian women that I had ever known. She studied the Bible day and night and her TV was never on anything but TBN. She was so kind and gentle. She would give everything she had to other people. She went to Church everytime the doors were open and she prayed and worshiped God diligently. She never doubted God. She never said a bad word about anyone. (My grandfater had an affair when they were younger and married the woman and my MawMaw loved that women and accepted her into her family.)
When I was in middle school my MawMaw was diagnosed with Brest Cancer. It was shocking news to all who knew her. She went through Chemo and Radiation and had a double mastectomy. After a long hard battle, she went into remission. She grew her dark hair back out and started eating super healthy. She followed the doctor's orders exactly and stayed in God's word. She gave God all the glory for saving her life.
Seven years later, it came back. She was keeping my little cousins Jaxon and Gracie at their house. She got disorientated and fell all the way down the stairs. Her arm was broken and they decided to run some tests. The cancer was back and had spread all over her body. She was in the hospital for about two weeks. I was holding her hand when the doctor told us the news. There was nothing more they could do. My dad actually passed out cold. It was horrible. About two weeks later she passed away.
Her name was Ginette Jane Fuquo Aaron. She was born and raised in a small town on the outskirts of Paris. When she was just a young girl she found her father in the basement after he had hanged himself. She went to an all girls Catholic school. She grew up poor. She met my grandfater, Charles Aaron when she was very young. He was stationed in France during World War II. They fell in love and immediately got married. They had their oldest son Eric and middle son Jimmy (My dad) while they still lived in France. She chose the name Jimmy because it was the only American sounding name that she knew. When the war was over, they moved to Chicago and then eventually here to Alabama. She had two other children, Mallick, and Tina. When she found out that my grandfather was having an affiar they divorced and he remarried and moved to Chicago. She never worked and was always poor. When her oldest so Eric's girlfriend June was pregnant with their first daughter Jerrikka, he died in an accident at work. My MawMaw was devistated to say the least. A few years later, Mallick, her youngest son, was bitten by a mosquito and came down with encephalitis. He was in the hospital for a long time but he survived. He has always suffered from short-term memory loss since then.
For a woman who had experienced so much loss and devistation in her life, she was optimistic and happy with what she had. She loved her children and grandchlidren and lived for us. She fought hard in her battle against brest cancer. She was an amazing person and I believe with all my heart that I am who I am today because of her.
Growing up I was very close to my MawMaw (my dad's mother). My parents worked a lot so I spent alot of my time with her. She was amazing. As a kid, she played with me and got down on my level. She never left my side when I was with her. She was like having a best friend around all the time. She cooked for me (anything I wanted). She spoiled me. As I got older she became ther person that I wanted to grow up to be. Not because she had an amazing job or a big house. Her job was to keep me and her other grandkids. Her house was a trailer...but she was so proud of what she had and she never complained. I wanted to be like her because she was the most amazing Christian women that I had ever known. She studied the Bible day and night and her TV was never on anything but TBN. She was so kind and gentle. She would give everything she had to other people. She went to Church everytime the doors were open and she prayed and worshiped God diligently. She never doubted God. She never said a bad word about anyone. (My grandfater had an affair when they were younger and married the woman and my MawMaw loved that women and accepted her into her family.)
When I was in middle school my MawMaw was diagnosed with Brest Cancer. It was shocking news to all who knew her. She went through Chemo and Radiation and had a double mastectomy. After a long hard battle, she went into remission. She grew her dark hair back out and started eating super healthy. She followed the doctor's orders exactly and stayed in God's word. She gave God all the glory for saving her life.
Seven years later, it came back. She was keeping my little cousins Jaxon and Gracie at their house. She got disorientated and fell all the way down the stairs. Her arm was broken and they decided to run some tests. The cancer was back and had spread all over her body. She was in the hospital for about two weeks. I was holding her hand when the doctor told us the news. There was nothing more they could do. My dad actually passed out cold. It was horrible. About two weeks later she passed away.
Her name was Ginette Jane Fuquo Aaron. She was born and raised in a small town on the outskirts of Paris. When she was just a young girl she found her father in the basement after he had hanged himself. She went to an all girls Catholic school. She grew up poor. She met my grandfater, Charles Aaron when she was very young. He was stationed in France during World War II. They fell in love and immediately got married. They had their oldest son Eric and middle son Jimmy (My dad) while they still lived in France. She chose the name Jimmy because it was the only American sounding name that she knew. When the war was over, they moved to Chicago and then eventually here to Alabama. She had two other children, Mallick, and Tina. When she found out that my grandfather was having an affiar they divorced and he remarried and moved to Chicago. She never worked and was always poor. When her oldest so Eric's girlfriend June was pregnant with their first daughter Jerrikka, he died in an accident at work. My MawMaw was devistated to say the least. A few years later, Mallick, her youngest son, was bitten by a mosquito and came down with encephalitis. He was in the hospital for a long time but he survived. He has always suffered from short-term memory loss since then.
For a woman who had experienced so much loss and devistation in her life, she was optimistic and happy with what she had. She loved her children and grandchlidren and lived for us. She fought hard in her battle against brest cancer. She was an amazing person and I believe with all my heart that I am who I am today because of her.
Monday, October 12, 2009
School, Netflix, and my awesome God
My big paper is due two weeks from today. Balancing seven history classes is even harder than I thought it was going to be. However, SO much of the pressure is gone now that I know that I passed the Praxis. All I have to do now is finish up this semester and I'm done. It's an amazing feeling that I cannot even begin to describe. Today I'm studying for 2 midterms: One tomorrow and one Wednesday. I also have a chapter to read and an assignment due Thursday, a quiz wednesday, and one more midterm next week. All the while I am scrambling to get this big paper done! I am overwhelmed but I just keep telling myself that in a couple of weeks I will be studying for my last finals ever! This is week 8 on the countdown to being done. Obviously, I can't wait!
In other news, Josh and I decided to invest in Netflix. I was sceptical because I don't like to wait on things to arrive in the mail. But, he talked me into it and it turns out that it's pretty awesome. He has Xbox live and so we can watch anything that we want including TV shows (even ones that are brand new) anytime. You don't even have to wait for them to download. We LOVE it. Because of it, we have discovered the show Harper's Island. It's kind of a murder mystery and it's a little bit cheesy at times...but it's really good.... :)
I have been praying hard about some things lately and I can really see God working in my life. He has been showing me that all I have to do is ask and he will provide as long as what I'm asking for is in my best interest. I am really learning how to trust God and expect great things from him. I'm so glad that I can know that I have an amazing God to rely on in any situation.
In other news, Josh and I decided to invest in Netflix. I was sceptical because I don't like to wait on things to arrive in the mail. But, he talked me into it and it turns out that it's pretty awesome. He has Xbox live and so we can watch anything that we want including TV shows (even ones that are brand new) anytime. You don't even have to wait for them to download. We LOVE it. Because of it, we have discovered the show Harper's Island. It's kind of a murder mystery and it's a little bit cheesy at times...but it's really good.... :)
I have been praying hard about some things lately and I can really see God working in my life. He has been showing me that all I have to do is ask and he will provide as long as what I'm asking for is in my best interest. I am really learning how to trust God and expect great things from him. I'm so glad that I can know that I have an amazing God to rely on in any situation.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
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