I have been so jealous of the people around me the last week. Everyone gets to go to Girls Camp but me! I want to go so bad. Dedra was gone all last week. Mary and Spencer’s sisters are there this week. My nieces have been gone randomly throughout the summer. I WANT TO GO TO CAMP. I am aware that this is a very 14 year old thing to want. Let’s face it… sometimes I am very 14.
Work today made me want to break something. I kept getting people from the other departments asking me how to do their job. I’m sorry. I am not in account resolutions or retention on purpose. I am in emergency response. They can kiss it!
Good Idea: Having a job that makes you think.
Bad Idea: Thinking you should beat up the other people you work with…
Result: This is my 10 week. It’s trying to kill me. That’s rude.
There are lots of things I could tell you about. Like how I was able to sit with Spencer for 2 days straight. There were many more hard moments than I would like to admit. He is really depressed. He talked about things that make me cry. He is struggling. It’s hard for him. There were a few really great moments too. I was able to hold his hand. I was able to see him smile. I have been able to talk with him about things we planned. He may not have been awake during this talk but I was still able to talk to him. I was able to just sit with him. It was wonderful.
The wonderful moments make the hard moments worth it. I love him so much.