Oops, I did forget.

     I love that I get to take two classes. I love that I am learning. I love what I am learning. At midpoint I question myself. I ask myself why I am pushing myself when a degree will not help me professionally. I question if I can maintain the pace required. Then I lose focus, miss a couple of posts for my practicum and think I should just give up. Then I remind myself of the good lessons I have learned that are shaping my soul. Then I think about how much I am learning about happiness from this practicum. Then I pick myself up by the boot straps and keep looking forward, knowing I will be happy in the end that I did.