I have to write EVERYTHING down

So here are my thoughts for today: I don't need an address, just send all my mail to my car because I pretty much LIVE there. I eat there, I visit with friends and then drive to school, I travel all over the city for various doctors appointments... I really don't even need a "house" except for a place to sleep a night anyway.

Also, I have to write EVERYTHING down now or else I forget it. I have a "journal" for my doctors appointments, I write down everything that I eat (and have been for about 2.5 months), directions to all of the doctors appointments that I'm going to, my to-do list for the day, everything for my car (mileage, how much it costs to fill up, etc.), my budget (which is incredibly small and humbling)... but I have to do these things in order to "not forget" things... I HATE that my brain is Swiss Cheese now, but it's the only way I know how to cope with these changes and live independently. It's my new coping mechanism. Call me OCD if you want, but it's the only way I know of to make this work now.

With all of these moves, I'm losing things. 5 moves in a year- you start to go... That was in a box... somewhere... and it doesn't help that I can't remember much anymore . There's really not much I can do to change my circumstances, so Jolene (my counselor) is helping me see the good things that are around me in the midst of all of it. One of those things is one of my former Tech's from the hospital (who I know will be reading this eventually). She continues to pop up in the most random of places, but continues to remind me that God has his ways and purposes though all of this. She's roommates with one of the registrars here at Denver Seminary- who asked her to pray for me months before we actually met last year when I was an inpatient at Craig. She has certainly become a blessing though all of this for sure! Thanks for everything Lin and the reminders that He will continue to be faithful! :)

I went to our school's graduation ceremony this last Saturday, and my friend Tara expressed it well for me: although I was so excited for my original classmates to be done with school and was rejoicing with them, it was really bittersweet to have the last year in my face as a reminder of what I haven't accomplished yet. Although I'll still graduate from Denver Seminary, it was hard to be in a celebratory mood with everyone when I was still grieving the loss of the hope that I'll yet finish. Deep breaths- one more year. I can do this. I've overcome A LOT in the last year to get back to this point, and that determination and stubbornness better get me a master's degree within a year! :)

Love,
Amy Christine