Elianna, Zorro, and I took a walk on the bike trail. On our way to the mile marker was a bridge that crosses over great heights. When you look out you can see the tops of the trees. When you look down, I could barely bring myself to even do it. But I briefly looked down into the ravine and pondered. We kept on walking and several bikers passed by.

School is going well though it seems a minor thing at the moment. We had our class the professor and showed and watched and discussed our videos. I am very content since I’ve been seeing some clients and it’s exactly the kind of experience I knew I was needing and wanted. The future with Thrive always seems more unclear to me though he said I could stay there as long as I needed to. I haven’t heard anything more from Memorial.

I feel like for whatever reason I’ve already mourned the loss of being there. That it wasn’t for me, that it wouldn’t work out, that there’d be something else more God had in mind. A few times I pleaded with God to let me please be there, to let that be the place where I would get to grow roots. But now I am just grateful for the gift of the day.