After 8 1/2 years I am going to hopefully (praying really hard) be starting college in August. Due to me allowing my abusive ex and his family making me believe I had no way to make my own life or do anything on my own, I dropped out after three months after I began. I was dumb to listen. After that mess I met dh and now have 4 kids and he was always hellbent on wanting to take care of us and his opinion was my staying home was a huge job in itself. Anyhow, dh is always super supportive and encouraging of the things I want to accomplish and so I went and completed an admissions interview today. (Administrative Med. Asst.). I feel like I am exploding with excitement but nervousness all in one. Had to share!
on Jul. 5, 2013 at 9:32 PM