“…but with what is proper for women who profess godliness–with good works.”
~1 Timothy 2:10~

This evening Dad and the kids went to a youth group dinner in Auburn. I would’ve gone along but I stayed home instead to work on my paper. I wish I could say I got more done. Zorro slept for most of the time and when he woke up I spent some time with him. They picked up my mother-in-law on the way out and at the dinner sat with Laura’s parents. Since the youth gathering is in New Orleans it was another Mardi Gras theme.

I texted a former classmate to get the scoop on how she’s been doing. She’s ready to be done and graduates on May 9th. She’s one of the several who transferred to the online program at Colorado Christian University which she describes as fast food education. She didn’t like Lincoln either but now she realizes that they gave us a great foundation. She’s staying at her internship place and hopes to work around 20-25 hours a week.

That way she can still chase around her kids and have free time. She has two kids in college and a daughter in high school. Later I talked to Alexis about how things went for her on Thursday. She’s in charge of some kind of counseling day and was asking if I could give her a summary statement of my project. All the projects are being advertised on a poster board. I’m doing it now on something related to postpartum depression.

And then I’m going to advocate at Contact Ministries for some kind of policy. I think they need to have a way for the mothers with babies and toddlers to get breaks. They do their best but things get lost in the shuffle. I don’t know, it hasn’t completely come together in my head. The other thing I thought of is doing a class of some sort over there or at Trinity. They have a new deaconess wanting to start up a moms group.

The teacher said we’re not supposed to act like we’re the experts or that we are going in to rescue anybody. So when I asked about doing a class she was hesitant. Later I called my sister to ask about her therapy session. There is a therapist who does sessions on Sundays. I thought that was weird but I guess people do it. Then I talked to her about something else I wanted to talk about as she is one aware of my particular issues.

One of my favorite papers ever written I wrote backwards. I had a general idea for a topic, then went to the library and checked out books. I read parts of them during the baseball games then I’d come home and write something about that part. I did that with maybe 13 or so books and mixed it all around so that it started to tell a story. There were a few parts from my class discussion board posts that I also copied and pasted.

It was backwards because I didn’t know fully what I was going to write about until I wrote it. And then I came up with my thesis at the end. It made me so happy how it all came together and that I still ended up getting a good grade. But what I always go back to is the memory of my chair, the fence line, and the field. I think men need to learn more from women but I don’t think it necessarily needs to happen in open settings.

Or even written ones. Like a lot of the time I’ll read something and think, “You’re making us sound dumber by saying that.” There are exceptions where some women are super smart when they write, not to say men always are. It’s not that I think men are smarter. Heavens, that isn’t it. And it isn’t really either that I think women are dumber. But we’re only supposed to go so far and after that it’s the men meant for most public realms.