What Moves You?

" When the broken hearts are mended and the many tears are dried, you learn. When you're over the old boyfriends and girlfriends and you realize you can live without your frist love, you learn. You see that the world doesn't just end because you think it will, and that sometimes growing up means letting go. You learn what real love is, and you begin to see that one friend who really cares about you is better than a hundred friends who don't. You learn you can be strong, take each day step-by-step, and survive every sad moment. So feel the pain, cry the tears, go out and experience life. But when you're at the end of your rope and you're ready to jump off that ledge, remember that heartache fades, pain subsides, and though life seems at times too tough to handle, it's also too precious a gift to waste. So keep living, never give up, and remember: you learn. "
---------------Compliments of Paperheart (aka Becky)

I had a dream last night that I got my letter back from Ferris which said I'd been accepted. I think it was probably the best dream I've had in a long time.... but then I woke up and it was a friggin' dream. So I got up and ate a doughnut.

Friggin'.

In many ways I can't wait to go to pharmacy school. All the Ferris students that come through Sindecuse tell me that it's the hardest thing they've ever done (though more than worth it), but just the thought of getting it started and someday getting my degree (*gasp!* there's an end to school?) is such a powerful desire in me. I feel sometimes as if my life is just sitting on go, waiting for all this to get over with. My engines are revving and I'm ready to peel away, but it's just not time for the race to start yet. WMU has been a mere middlestone to where I'm supposed to be, though I understand what my purpose has been in coming here. Now I'm on the verge of achieving a dream every advisor has told me I will fall short of. But if I fail I'll try again, and again, and agian, because I just don't know how to quit this. I've never known how to quit what I love.

Spring will come, and I'll get the letter. And no matter what it says, I already have everything I need to do what needs to be done. I do this for me, for my parents, for you, and for the future that keeps me trying everyday. And if love is what motivates me to stretch to my greatest potential, then I dare someone to laugh at that. Afterall... what moves you?