This week marks the half way point of my ten week quarter, my first in Seminary. I am graced with gifted theologians as professors who are teaching me such interesting and profound things. I am the only Catholic at present, but my ultimate goal of being a hospital or prison chaplain is in congruence with what they teach and what I need to learn. I wasn't sure how I was would be regarded if I shared my RC with people, but I am blessed to be in a place that celebrates all the diversity that exists within Christianity. One class requires analyzing a particular text, but another text for the class is written by a priest so I'll be analyzing that one instead. I got a B on my first paper. I felt a bit bad about it, having been an A paper writer my last go-around at grad school. There were, however, some Cs, so I'll be happy with my B.

DH is muddling his way through the last months of the job. He has a countdown and sometimes a sense of humor. He's working 55-60 hours and this last week was fraught with blowups and problems. I've learned not complain or even breathe a word of anything negative. I've learned to adapt, have patient kids, learned to ask for help from my parents, and friends. My youngest had to cross over in Scouts without a parent there. Broke my heart. My husband is the leader but had a major issue at work. A family friend is the Cubmaster who adopted "A" during the ceremony.

So we muddle through with schedules and assignment and logistics and all the financial stuff is on the backburner. We had to use the credit card because the replacement debit cards didn't come in and I didn't make it to the bank. Oh well, life does go on.

Off to catch up on the blogs. Hoping all is going well for everyone!