Buried Alive

This is how I have been feeling lately.

I was very surprised to realize that it has been almost two months since I last posted.

I have been VERY busy trying to unpack, organize and finish my courses. The kids are all settled into school, the house is somewhat unpacked...not sure if I want to unpack everything as we are not sure how long we are actually staying... and I have two weeks left before my course deadlines. Shakespeare has taken over my brain...which is actually more muddled than anything. I am hoping I will be able to organize my thoughts before my exams arrive. I am SO looking forward to being finished with these classes this semester so I can take a few moments to think...

and maybe see what I have missed on all the blogs I love while I have had my head filled with boxes and books!

I will be back soon...promise!

bloom...

I love this photo. It reminds me that even if everything around me is falling apart...I can still bloom.

And I need to be reminded of this sometimes.

I really believe that in everything I have a choice...trials can weaken me or make me stronger. I choose.

It all depends on how I look at it. The past few years I have been working on finding beauty in the little things and enjoying the journey. I have been setting priorities, discovering who I am and what I want out of life. I've made some mistakes along the way but I have also learned a lot and am getting ever closer to who and where I want to be.

The hubby's first and last semester of architecture school will soon come to an end and a new chapter will begin...I begin packing for another big move...and I feel happy.

Plan B

Time in Vancouver has not been going well which has resulted in my lack of posts.

I do like Vancouver. But the past few months have been full of trials, troubles and hopefully growth and learning.

Life is filled with trials; there really isn't anything we can do to escape them. Sometimes we need to focus and push on down the path we have chosen; work through the problems and wait for things to work out. Other times we  realize that the path we have chosen is not the right path for us. This is when we need to be brave, admit we have made a mistake and turn around and choose another path.

The hubby and I are experiencing a wrong path. Even though it is something we have worked on for years...now that we are here, it has become very obvious that this is not our path. Architecture school is not turning out to be what we thought it would be in so many ways. My husband has wanted to be an architect for more than twenty years. We have been working in one way or another to get him to architecture school for fourteen years...we are working on plan B...