Parting is such sweet sorrow.... But now it begins

Well Friday was my last day at work and I was a little sad about it, but the Tribune did me well. They took me out to eat on Thursday to Riverbend in Matagorda and I am sorry to say I never ate there before and who knows when I will eat there again. The food was good and the company was great. I had a real great time. But they also gave me a really pretty painting to take with me. It was beautiful and the message on it was just perfect. Here it is hanging in my new room.

I hung it up right across from my bed so I can see it every night before I go to bed and every morning when I get up and boy can I tell you it's hard to get up in the morning!

So I was sad when I left the Tribune and I was excited at the same time. Then on Friday my family took me to eat a La Casona. But then as soon as they found out we had a party of 16, it became this big ol issue. They were all attitude with us and my mom tried to explain how she called ahead and they told her there was no problem bringing a group that size to come and eat. They treated us like they didn't want our service and my mom was so mad that I felt like she was gonna blow up. So I told her to call K-2 who if they have the room will be more than willing to set the table aside. She called them and yes they had the room and told us it would be ready in 5 minutes so we got up and left. Soon after a waitress (not the one that was suppose to sit us) came running after us to tell us that they now had our table ready. Turned out they had it ready but the waitress didn't want to sit us yet for who knows what reason. So they lost 16 customers and we went to K-2 who I can truly say had the most wonderful waiter and he treated us like he really wanted us there. Now we were a lil bit squished but the way he provided us service, well we easily overlooked that.

The next morning I woke up and had to give Pablo and Diego a long goodbye. :'( I'm really sad about them because they really looked like they knew what was going on. I hugged them and yes I cried. Don't judge me! Anyway the only one that woke up to tell me bye was my dad. I told him I was leaving and he said to be careful, but he never looked at me. Then I was gone. I didn't leave Bay City right away because my friend Esther Solis wanted to have breakfast with me and Susie joined us too. It was nice and it also helped get the sad thoughts away from my mind. After breakfast I was off to Victoria. I was a little sad but I was running late so I didn't have time to really think about it.

So I got here and I still didn't have time to really think about living here because we had a retreat and the retreat was really good. I learned a few different ways to pray one being imaginative prayer which is really interesting and I think is now my favorite even though I fall asleep during it. Still I think it's an awesome way to pray.

I'm getting used to this new house even though I still feel like I'm gonna get lost in here. It is the biggest house I have ever lived in. Anyway, here are some pictures of the house and different statues and art.

Mother Jean de Matel, IWBS foundress.

This is my dining room. It so humongous. You see the sisters reading the paper on the far right?

 

This is part of my new backyard. Sometimes the deer come out to play. I also heard that sometimes the skunks come out too. I just never want to see a snake. I saw a dead one a few months back and well that was enough to last me a life time.

 

This is my new home.

This is the front, the chapel is in here.

Yet a closer picture.

These are the outdoor stations of the cross that they have recently added. There are benches out here which I have already fallen asleep on. Again, do not judge me for that!

Close up of one of the stations.

Beautiful image of the Sacred Heart of Jesus.

Here is the Incarnate Word.

The Blessed Mother.

I like this cross with the many different hands.

I absolutly love this picture of the baptism of Jesus. You see the dove? Much more accurate than the movie The Bible's version of the baptism of Jesus.

 

This is something we are doing for fun. It's Noah's Ark and it's 1,000 pieces. Cooky! Where are you? Let's just say it's taking us longer than expected.

 

Anyway I am having to adjust to having to get up so early in the morning. What happened to sleeping in? I have to be up in time to get ready for prayers at 6:05 a.m., then we have Mass and then we have breakfast.

 

Monday I started my new job at the WIC office. I will tell you the people there seem really nice and they really want to help the people that walk into the door. The first day was mostly orientation. The second day again mostly videos (which I fell asleep thru each one....Don't judge me again) and then they were discussing the phone system. All of that flew over my head and I came back in a bad mood because I never thought I would understand anything and I was so tired. But today was much better. Everything started to make sense and I fell the "ganas" to try it. Bad thing is.... They told me that the training has always lasted two weeks for the people that catch on quickly, they want to release me like Monday. That is not two weeks, that a few days! They say it's because I'm smart, okay but I'm not Albert Einstein, I feel like I need more than 2 days!

 

So yeah, I know this blog is much later than I had initially thought about posting it, but I'm still trying to get used to the schedule here and my time, besides I needs to get my sleep on and that means going to bed much earlier than before. I am also having to get used to my job schedule b/c 30 minutes for lunch never felt so short as it does now. But I am so happy to say that the sisters have given me the hook up when it comes to taking my own lunch. I still have to get used to the fact that I don't know where anything is here in Victoria and that I don't know anyone. I feel at times like I will turn around and see my family or friends and realize that they are really still an hour away.

I found this at the Convent and I thought it was beautiful. It's perfect for anyone feeling a little down.

 

It is hard when it comes to trying to talk to my family and friends back home, because I don't have as much time as I used to. I text them and they don't text back till I'm asleep. The other day our skype wouldn't work and I couldn't skype with Mom. I don't have time to call them like before and well after 8 p.m. here at the Mother House we are all suppose to be quiet so that kind of cuts out phone calls. From 8 to 9 is really the only time I can do things and when people don't get back to me, well I miss out talking to them. They too need to understand that I'm not as available as I was before.

 

Well it is past my time to go to bed. So I needs to get going. Hope to have other blogs up....soon.