Final Countdown
My internship begins next week and I’m a little terrified. I suddenly doubt that I can really apply what I’ve learned and I really hope my nervousness doesn’t make a complete idiot out of me. I’ve been brushing up on everything. i even tried to practice on Cryss but it was really hard because she is my sister and I wanted to give her advice not stick to the correct therapy. The more I tried to stay on task with motivational interviewing the more fake I sounded. Oh well. I’ve done several things that terrified me just to see if I could, this won’t be any different. Mostly I’m glad that it signals the beginning of the end of my time here in Memphis.
I made the most amazing recipe last night. I bought Julia Child’s cookbook and it is phenomenal. The dish took forever to complete but it’s worth it. My whole apartment smells amazing, like thyme, wine-braised onions, beef and garlic. I’ve decided I really love Thyme.
Christmas was great. The best one since my parents’ divorce. Things aren’t perfect, but it was nice to have us all together. I forget sometimes how comforting it is to go home to family. It’s not that we do anything amazing, its just nice to go to sleep in a place where people actually care how you are and what your day was like. Also, my mom has turned out to be pretty awesome. I never thought we’d have a good relationship but its possible apparently. It just took 12 years. I’ve been very careful around her in the past, but as I watch her these past few years, I see her not only listen to her children but encourage them, support them, and fervently pray for them. It means a lot. I know everyone has differing spiritual beliefs, and while I struggle with God sometimes, there is something to be said for prayer no matter who you are or what you believe. It’s an intense focus on your wel lbeing from another person. It means you meant enough to them for them to want to take your name before their God, the one they love most.
