Journey

Somehow after a challenging but rewarding Spring semester, I thought I would challenge myself again by registering for the first summer session after only a one week break. My ambition got the better of me and I dared myself to register for six credits. How is it one class had three textbooks to be done over 5 weeks? All was going well until the third week I just fell ill. My brain just froze-concentration was at ground zero. My sinus started acting up. Never felt so crappy in my life. The medication my doctor prescribed did not help, as it made more dizzy. Bed rest still did not help. Now it was back to work and school. But I was not back to normal-still not back to normal. Here we are today, the semester is over. After all that I have been through these past semesters, I think it is time to celebrate.

Celebration would be great. Now, where can I go? There is no where for me to turn. Blocked in by two pandemics. First came COVID-19 and now there is #BlackLivesMatter- BLM. There must be a way out of this pickle. It is time to exhale. No more books, late nights, papers to write, and missing out all the family road trips to the ice cream store just to get out of the house. What I am saying? Am I done? Blogging is a part of my assignment. I will be done when I finish the next blog post.

Oh I almost forgot that my laptop screen cracked and due to COVID-19 I could not get it fixed. So I had to purchase a new computer. Then there was the crappy wifi. So much has happened, but I stayed on course-not that I did not feel like giving up.

My prayers were not falling on deaf ears. The semester is over. It is time to turn off my computer, close the books, and turn off the light.