What would Jesus do for a Klondike Bar?

I am a recent Cabrini College graduate who had been accepted into the Cabrini Mission Corps. I was asked to leave on August 13th, and my life was thrown into chaos. What was supposed to be my journey of the year of service is now a journey of figuring out how I fit in the big scheme of things and my job as a high school teacher and cmapus minister.

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Location: Doylestown, Pennsylvania, United States

Saturday, June 23, 2007

I've interviewed throughout New Jersey and PA. Several ofers came in for part time work, ut none could do benefits. perhaps the latest position will pan out. I could do this part time thing and then maybe work at a really great place i really really want to do.
I won't say what any of these are because I do believe in not tempting the fates. No matter how uncatholic that is, I am still Irish and my mother's daughter. She was a Murphy, and truly has passed to her children the fate "what can go wrong, will go wrong, at the least opportune time."
It's been a week. I miss my kiddies. I saw a few of the most special last night at a play that hit very close to home. Someone who barely knows me was shocked that I was no longer at TCA. I felt pretty good after seeing this show to. It was about a catholic school and a group of teachers who were held hostage by students angry about a name change. I wish kids had the guts these days to get up, and be angry, and stand for what they believe in. it is truly a shame to see something wonderful die because of neglect.
hrm thoughts to ponder for myself.

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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Jp II, Mother Teresa, Mother Cabrini, Dalai Lama, and Gandhi are off the walls. This is the reason I didn’t want to take the stuff down until the kids had left. It is so bare, and ugly. I miss the high schoolers. Yesterday I bawled because one of them started so of course it was a chain reaction. Tomorrow will probably be more of the same. Sadness prevails in my life right now. I wish I had a new placement, so I could tell them where I am headed. Soon I hope.
Life should be exciting for me, 2 conferences, planning a trip to New Orleans, and possibly Albuquerque/boston. I should have been getting paid to do nothing, and a part-time job to have a reason to get up in the mornings. In reality, I should be just planning on getting a job in the area because I should have been in Denver for this past year. But realities are meshing together on me. I don’t know what to do, who to greet, how to grieve, or why I need to move on.
Many questions, very few answers. Hrm, I’ll think about it a little more.

Sorry, this post was a little stream-of-conscious, only with punctuation. Seeing EightK a week or so ago reminded me that I truly need to get back to this. I felt so good when I posted weekly things. I also recently started reading a funny nun, called Sr. Mary Martha and she posts just about every other day. Maybe I’ll aim to get just that frequently.
Peace

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