After finishing my Doctor Pepper and popping four Giant Chewy Sweet Tarts I'm awake and thinking about what comes next. I still haven't received my snail-mail notification that I may not serve in the Peace Corps due to my medical accommodations. I sort of want it so I can frame it and use it to inspire me to defy defeat. Maybe I'll put the rejection letter in a shadow box with my college diploma (you know, the one that says Summa Cum Laude on it). I'll just start a collection of documents that make me indignant because they are so ugly and stupid looking together.
I feel rather like I did on my graduation day. "Great. Now what am I supposed to do? This is lame."
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As one who knows and loves Megan it is hard to see her upset like this, but I know her future will make a difference in peoples lives for the better. She simply has the unique ability to sort things out and get things done...
First posting for me....I wish I could give you a hug and say it will all be OK. This is tough, no doubt. I DO believe one day you will be able to look back and see what God is doing in your life right now. "All things work together for good to those who love God". Trust that. In the meantime, this part is no fun at all. I am here to talk anytime you need to...cheaper than therapy! :o) Be good to Megan and keep in mind all of her accomplishments, the good human being she is and that the Peace Corp is not the litmus test of success in this world. You are already a success in many ways and you are just taking a break before starting the next chapter in your life. Keep your chin up....Love Ya, Kathleen
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