I had so much fun sitting down and writing out some answers. Hope you find them interesting!
What are you going to study next year?
In the Autumn I am going to Durham university to study History and Education. It is a dual honours degree. I am in turn excited about this and terrified. I think (or at least hope) this is normal! I am trying to contain lots of feelings about this big change by pinning lots of inspiring stuff here.
What are your hopes and dreams for the future?
My immediate future- get a good degree and become a teacher. The big wide future? Have a family, own a sweet little house, line my childrens wellies up outside the front door. Go on a spontaenous holiday with the boy. Run a coffee shop with a craft room attached so people can have their cake and tea and knit and sew at the same time. Bliss I think!
Describe your typical day
My typical day? Who am I trying to kid! At the moment working in a school there is no such thing as typical day. Normally though I will wake up early, roll out of bed and then go wake the girls in the boarding house up. Sort out their hair etc. Then to breakfast, strong cup of coffee and the day officially begins. I do everything from helping in lessons, to going to games sessions to hearing children read.
At home my typical day couldn't be more different. I wake late and start off the day with hot chocolate. I then curl up in the lounge in my PJ's and check out blogs on the i-pad. I then get dressed and decide what crafty projects I want to embark on. The day progresses from there!
What do you see yourself doing ten years from now?
I hope to have my own house and have filled it with beautiful photographs and many soft quilts. I hope to be a teacher and to have a family and to be involved in my church.
How do you and the boy manage without seeing each other daily?
Before I start, let me just say that I am no expert. This is what works for us. It is not a perfect system.
The boy and I knew that this year would be tough due to him being at uni and me working full time. In many ways recognising that was the hardest part. It's funny when you know you can't see someone you learn to get on with it. It would be much harder if one of us was busy and the other wasn't because the possibility to see each other would still be there. As it happens it isn't so we don't stress over it. What is the point in being annoyed at something that you can't change.
Yep, there are days when it is hard but we ring and text a lot and whenever we have a spare weekend we do make the effort to see each other.
The biggest comfort for both of us though is knowing that whatever goes on in our seperate lives God is our constant.
Why do you blog?
I started blogging because I wanted a place to share my scrapbooking. I now blog to connect with like minded people. I blog because it gives me a voice. I blog so I can share my photography. I blog so that in years to come, I can look back and have a comprehensive journal of my young life.
Again thank you for such great questions. I recently updated by "about" page with links to some favourite posts, I would love to know what you think!
3 comments:
Yes, it's totally normal :) You'll have a wonderful time and you'll look back at it all and smile, in those years when you are snuggling down in your quilts and lining the wellies up at the door. May all your dreams come true!
I echo what Sian said....and also look forward to visiting your coffee/craft shop!!!!!
Thank you for your answers - they really show what an amazing young woman you are. My husband (of 25+ years) and I spent three years apart while I was in law school. We wrote letters almost everyday (this was in 1981-84, before email and cell phones), and he absence never diminished our relationship. If anything, we were both able to grow into better selves before we finally married. There are many variations on this quote, perhaps because of its essential truth: "Absence is to love as wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small and kindles the great."
Roger de Bussy-Rabutin. Plus, "reunion sex." Oh my. . . 'nuff said.
Rinda
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