I have no idea what either of those signs say. But they both seem to point you in the right direction. I think that I need a direction. I am a smart girl. I know that. I only completed one year of college. Then I got my LPN nursing license. Which I never used because I didn't know how to write a resume. I still don't know how to write a resume. Until I get someone that can actually help me with that I will without a doubt not be trying for a job that requires me to have one. I can make excuses. I don't like sick people. I could have found a nursing job that wasn't in a nursing home, but I chose not to.
Now I debate going back to college. To tuen my LPN into an RN. To do something else entirely. I don't know. I don't know. Listen to God. Pray about it and he'll tell you what to do, I've been told. God speaks, but I don't understand. That's always been my problem. I don't get what he's saying. And DH who I love dearly just tells me not to worry. Silly boy doesn't quite understand. Well off to go investigate more. Find something else that catches my interest until I get scared. Thats why I'm so spur of the moment because I don't share my thoughts. Just act upon them so I don't have to defend them to others until they've been made. Maybe when I grow up I'll know what I want to be. Maybe I'll grow up.
A military wife is mostly girl. But there are times, such as when her husband is away and she is mowing the lawn or fixing a youngster's bike, that she begins to suspect she is also boy. She usually comes in three sizes: petite, plump and pregnant. During the early years of her marriage it is often hard to determine which size is her normal one. She has babies all over the world and measures time in terms of places as other women do in years.
I'm a 23 year old wife and mom trying to find a place in the world. I'm my husband's mistress since he's married to the army. I love to read, cook, and eat, not necessarily in that order. I live, I laugh, I cry, and sometimes I even get it right.