Oops!

I am the type of person that admits my mistakes.  It may not always be the smartest move, but I at least have a clear conscience.

I admit- I completely forgot the MAIN rule of our narrative composition essay assignment.  I whipped out a quick rough draft that I was pretty happy with.  The more time that went by, I felt that I had missed the point of the piece.  It is to be based around one moment.  I felt that my one moment was kind of missed and I was sure that I could do it better if I re-wrote it.  Completely forgetting the half hour to hour time limit, I started over.  It wasn't until I saw the notice posted that people who went over the hour time limit would be penalized that I realized my error.  Ah, I am so glad that we can learn from our mistakes!  Yes, I will likely get points off, but I accept that because I deserve it.  I will also ensure that I will do better next time.

This assignment has been difficult for me.  I really am having a difficult time writing details.  I have just been so consumed with medical details that I forgot about life details at some point.  This has really made me look at things in a different way, but I still feel a little lost.  What made this paper more challenging was the 600-800 word limit.  The tutor that reviewed my paper suggested including more details, anecdotes and stories.  My paper was at 768 words when I turned it into the tutor.  I saw the advice and somewhat panicked.  How can I do that with so few precious words left to use?  I have spent the past two days pondering my paper.  I have made some revisions, however I do not feel that they are enough.  I am at a stop, not knowing what I should do next.

Again I have to laugh because when I was in high school, while I did not mind doing well, I certainly did not strive to do well.  I really was a terrible student.  Suddenly, school is all that I think about.  While I am definitely being challenged as a student, person, parent, and employee, I am actually enjoying this.  I am even kind of glad that I waited until now.  Here I am, I just turned 37 only six days into my first semester ever of college.  And I am ready to take on the world.  From the kid that couldn't stick to anything to a woman that has been working for the same company since 1995, I am happy that the time is now.   Am I overwhelmed?  A little bit, but it is getting easier every day.  I think that if I can get through this semester, I can do anything.  I am praying that I can do this with the strength, wisdom, and knowledge of the good Lord with me at all times, for I know that I can do all things through Him.  This is His plan for me, and I will complete it in faith for Him.  Now if only I can do well enough to possibly get into medical school.  While I don't think I want to be an actual doctor anymore, it would be nice to have the option in a few years.  :)