Long time no write

It has been so long since I have written here that I forgot my password! Ryan is 4 yo, Elise 16 mo old. So much has happened. I tend to write a separate journal for both kids which is why I probably have stopped writing here. That and the fact that I discovered facebook!

I got what I asked of Him

I realize that I have become like the very group allowed to escape from Egypt and promised a land of Milk of Honey. They asked for refuge, God granted it to them, but they spent so much time murmuring, they ended up wondering about for 40 years until they died off and missed out!

I wrote my initial personal statement about how I was going to live the cliche of "serving the underserved" in my medical career. I went on several mission trips with that same adage and here I am, doing what I've always said and wanted to do and yet I complain annoyingly like a dripping faucet.

WHY I HATED THE SIXTH GRADE

gym

Sixth grade was the first year I had to "dress out" for gym. In elementary we could wear what we were wearing that day to school--our jeans or shorts under a skirt. At my middle school we were forced to wear burgundy shirts with our Wildcat mascot and grey polyester shorts with a very narrow crotch. That was a big problem since we didn't have spandex during that time and while doing sit-ups, everyone was sure to see what underwear you were wearing that day.

I excelled in long distance running, the flex arm hang, the standing long jump, and tennis but abhored everything else. The worst part about gym however was the dressing room. It smelled of sweat masked with spray on deodorant as I think we all wore the same gym clothes without washing them for about a month.

And finally the worst of it all was the embarrassment of exposing ourselves for the first time. Shower stalls without curtains? Not fun for girls anyway.