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The Lord sent me an angel on my first day of Spanish for my summer college class. Starting school has always about made me sick with nervousness, but this is the first year that I have strarted school with faith in my God. I have been praying about starting school for a while now. When I got up I discovered that I had no jeans clean, so I went downstairs and asked my mom if she had done any laundry and she had the one pair of jeans that I wanted to wear clean. I knew then that this was going to be a good day. I then discovered as I was walking out the door that I had lost my class schedule, but I thought I knew the room number.

When you enter the school there is a map as soon as you walk in. None of the room numbers sounded familiar, and I was starting to get nervous and upset. Then a girl walked in, looked at the board and asked if I knew where I was going.

"No" I said. She said she was looking for the Spanish class, and I had to keep my jaw from dropping because I was also looking for that class. She had her class schedule though so we found the room number and were off. It turns out that she graduated from the same high school I did, not so long ago though. She knows my neighbor. She's just the sweetest thing and we sit next to eachother in class and have a good time.

 I know I would have had a horrible day had Becky not been there to help me.

Will it ever be possible to forget the guy that stole my heart? It has been eight years since we dated, and he still makes my heart ache for him when I see him. We were young when we were going out and he was my first boyfriend, but I have always hoped and prayed that one day we would get back together again. It seems that I am either loving or hating the guy. There are days when I am annoyed that I still love him so much so the only way not to love him is to hate him which is entirely wrong. Thankfully he is in another state right now going to school so I don't have to see him very often. I'm sure he has moved on, but I can't. Don't get me wrong... I have dated other people and came close to marrying my son's father, but I didn't. Now I also have to think that he would never consider getting back together with me because I have a child out of wedlock and he is a minister. I hate this struggle within myself. I try to tell myself that I don't really love him anymore, and then I'll hear his name or see a picture of him and my heart really does skip a beat. It doesn't help that his family lives not even a block away, and his little sister and I are close. His family has seen my through many hardships. AAAHHHH! I just don't know what to do. Anyone have any good advice?

Thank you to all for the great advice. I posted that blog not even thinking about feedback. The things some of you said brought tears to my eyes.

My dad and I are extremely close. My parents are both my best friends, so when either one of them stops talking to me it breaks my heart.

I really thought my Lord was pushing me to move out, and maybe He still is, but the person that I was going to room with told me today that they can not afford to move out at the end of the month. I have been thinking lately about moving out on my own, but I thought God had given me this person so that I could manage to live on my own. Now I'm just not so sure. I know this will all work out the way God wants it to. I'll just keep praying and being still.

I did not include in my last blog that I had planned on starting school on May 29th, moving out on June 1st, and having to find a new job on June 11th. The company I work for right now may not be here much longer. They are in negotiations right now, so we'll see where that leaves me in a month. I wasn't sure how I would handle all of those things all at once, so maybe I'll be moving out at a later date. Only God knows!

 Again I just want to thank all who take the time to read blogs and leave good advice. Your advice is greatly appreciated.

So I'm 22, I live at home, and I have a soon to be 2 year old son. My dad still thinks I am his little girl so it is sometimes hard to be a mother when he thinks I'm still a child. I have recently decided to start school and move into my own place. I haven't told my dad that I am moving out in a month yet because I know he will ignore me for a month or longer and be very upset.

Just today I talked to someone about watching my son while I'm in class this summer. I am only taking one class and it will be for an hour and a half 4 days a week. I told my dad that I checked on a babysitter for this summer. He asked why and I told him that my mother does not need to watch my son allllllll the time. She is entitled to a little free time of her own. He hung up on me. I can't recall him EVER hanging up on me. My mom called me at work a little while ago asking what I said to my dad because he was a beast when he got home. I think he is completely over reacting. I feel like he thinks he is just as responsible for Tyler as I am. He is my son and I am the only one that has say in how I raise him.

I couldn't have picked a better time to be moving out!

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