Friday, January 29, 2016

Unintended Vacation

These past two weeks I have been on an unintended vacation. ORU messed up with some paperwork which drastically delayed me being able to start my new job at DHS. I was supposed to start as soon as I got back from Burma on Jan 3. Now my official start date will be Jan 19.

So while I've waited on everything to get sorted out, I've had to be creative in finding ways to kill time. 

I have a few caregiver and babysitting gigs that have kept me afloat financially. But that has only consumed 4 of the last 14 days since returning from Asia. 

I started making use of that gym membership that I've had for a year but haven't been to since August.  

My dog has been most grateful for my time off because I've done a lot of time at the dog park, and walking her, and taking her hiking. 

I spent a day driving aimlessly and ended up in Springfield,Missouri.  

I've spent some time working on old writing projects. 

But what I've done most is a lot of daydreaming and thinking about what I want in my future. 

I have a work contract keeping me in Tulsa for 2 years. Then they will pay for me to get my Masters degree which will take another year. Then I'll owe them another year of work for funding my grad school. If I opt to do all that, then I am tied down to Tulsa for at least the next 5 years. 

My starting salary is a few hundred dollars higher than I thought it would be. I've been looking for a rental home to move into because renting a bedroom is not what I want for the next 5 years. But  as I've thought it over during my "vacation" I think I could save money by buying a home instead. That way I'm not wasting money on rent, and it will give me better chances on a mortgage on the quality of house I really want, once I am ready to leave Oklahoma. 

I've been seriously considering becoming a foster and possibly adoptive parent. I've even met with some agencies to talk about it. During my thinking time, I've decided I don't want to become a foster parent until I am finished with grad school. I'll use that time to save up all my money so eventually I'll have a lot of money to help meet kids needs.  I may reconsider being an emergency foster home for infants, as they tend to have their cases resolved more quickly than older kids. 

I imagine myself adopting children some day. I want to wait until I am living somewhere I plan on being long term so that if I get older kids, I don't upset them by uprooting them to another state. However I may want to adopt a baby when I know I'm in my last year living in Oklahoma. 

I want a place with lots of hills and relatively close to the ocean. I want lots of acreage, and a fairly large house. My current fixation is on New Hampshire. My brother has been talking about possibly wanting to go with me when I'm ready to relocate. 

I'd like to have 3-5 kids. I either want to adopt them as infants, or take in a sibling group. I may want to adopt one baby while I'm in Tulsa, but any more than that I would want to wait until after I've moved. 

My career goal had been to work in adoptions. But after interning in adoptions I see how extremly important it is to try to keep kids with their biological families. It made me interested in working with struggling families to help keep kids in their homes. And as it turns out, the position I've been hired in does exactly that. I'm excited to see where my career goes with that. 

Those are my current thoughts about where my life is and going. 

The end. 

Saturday, January 9, 2016

My Phavorite Fotos

It's hard to believe a week ago I was in a tank top and feeling sweaty. 

I'm back in Tulsa now and settling in getting ready to start my new job as a social worker. 

Years of dreaming, and 6 years of schooling has now led to my big dreams becoming reality. 

It's snowy and cold in Tulsa. I find myself missing the warm sun I left behind in Burma. But I am ready to get life started here. 

Before I fully move on, I want to share with you, my dear reader, my phavorite fotos from my trip (see what I just did? Tee hee). 

I'm proud to say, all these were taken with my iPhone 5 with zero editing. 























Ok so I lied. There was ONE edited. 





Not a great picture but I love the story behind it. This was the time I ate Chinese food in China: 


Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Tiny love

Our second day in the village was spent wandering around the mountains, going to visit different relatives homes. 

Most of the people had never seen a white person before, except for on television. They spoke of how they always wondered what white skin felt like. Everyone wanted turns holding and squeezing my hands and arms.  

One TINY woman took particular interest in me, and hardly left my side the entire time I was in the village. Ni Mong was Dawns aunt. 








Her parents died when she was young and she grew up in an orphanage. She clung to me and said that there had been a male white missionary in the orphanage who loved her like a daughter and was the closest thing she ever had to a father, and she said I reminded her so much of him and therefore she wanted to spend as much time with me as possible. 






Thursday, December 31, 2015

Treacherous Trails Totally Worth it

Our venture out of Bagan began with a bus ride where we were handed 2 barf bags and offered a sleeping pill. The next 2 days we would travel in a very cramped van through the worst roads in the nation. 

I at some points was cursing Dawn for ever bringing me to this nation, but soon the ride got interestingly beautiful. 





We crossed the Manipo River and it took our breath away. 





Our next stop was the village. Beautiful land with beautiful people filled with love. That will be another entry. 

The Village

I'm Deep in the mountains, in a place which I cannot pronounce nor can I spell, was the village. 

It was the village where Dawns father grew up. The family she has not seen since she was 5. 

Coming in to the village was quite the homecoming experience. Greeted at the entrance of the village was a parade of motorcycles. They honk and flashed their headlights in cheering as we approached. In line, they led us to the house where we would stay. 

As we got out of the vehicle, we were greeted with dinner, drinks, singing, and prayers.