Tag Archives: school

Break your brain.

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I’m highly inquisitive. Just ask my Kindergarten teacher. I shadowed her when I was a senior in Highschool – and I’ll never forget her answer when I asked what I was like in Kindergarten. She said “Amanda, you were always asking why – ‘Why, Mrs. Tillman? Why?’”  I’m still not sure if she found that trait endearing or exasperating.

Here are just a few of the questions that have run through my mind over the past week or so:

  • Do you ever get the feeling that Big Brother is watching you?
  • If you inhale lungfuls of air before weighing yourself, will you weigh more or less?
  • Why are strikes good in bowling but bad in baseball?
  • Why do teenagers think they’re mature enough to have sex when they can’t even maintain a “grown-up” conversation?
  • Why do I think about questions like the above at 5 o’clock in the morning?

Why I came to Boston

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Today, two and a half years later, he finishes the requirements for the Master of Divinity program. This morning, I asked him since he’s now a master of Divinity, does that make me the mistress of Divinity? He said I’d always be his mistress, in the very best way. yeah ah huh.

He’s the reason why I’m up here – staring out my window. Watching snow fall this morning, a sight I never thought would be familiar to me.

He’s the man of my dreams. He’s the protector and provider and best friend that I’ve always wanted. He loves me in ways I’ll never understand, and for reasons that I’ll never comprehend. And I love him enough to follow him 1,ooo miles from all that was home to me.

Now, he’s home to me.

As much as this place, this experience, this sacrifice has stretched and strained me, we’ve finally made the decision to be here for another year. This is partly my doing. I’ve been a voice in the process of talking him into staying. Over the course of the next year, he’ll get a second degree, a Master of Theology in Preaching. He’s one of the most talented communicators I’ve ever heard, and a year of focusing on his preaching abilities will be invaluable.

Some times – most of the time – I believe in him more than I believe in myself.

He’s worth it.

my day job…

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i’m an interlibrary loan librarian. so if we don’t have a certain book at our library, i ask other libraries if we can borrow theirs. if they want one of ours, they ask me.

i wish i had a dime for every time someone has asked me if their book is in yet:

Your turn: “I wish i had a dime every time __________________________.”