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Once again, It has been a while since my last update. I officially only have 2 and a half years left of college until I am out in the big, bad world on my own (SCARY!) So I have been a busy bee getting all of my ducks in a row for my transfer to my Education program at Buena Vista University. These are two links to photographs from my trip to Milwaukee this summer. http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.p Enjoy! Love to all! |
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Just a quick update to say hello to all and that I am doing pretty good. I am very busy with school and work. Also, I wanted to ask you to please cross your fingers and toes. There is a young man I like and I am told that he likes me too. I am hoping that something happens between us. Overall, I am in a good space right now. I hope that you are all well. With Joy Because of Jesus, Teresa |
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Ok so I know its been forever since I updated, but my life has been crazy of late. I had my first experience in the classroom this past spring. A full semester with 7th grade English. I learned several things: I thought I was there to teach, the kids taught me I was there to learn; public school is not my place, I do better in a private school setting; teaching jr. high takes a saint; and most importantly, I can be a teacher, and a darn good one at that. I loved the kids I worked with even though it was really hard to sometimes, my supervising teacher was amazing and I loved the whole experience. While all of this teaching was going on, I was also dealing with a very creepy stalker that would not leave me alone. The worst part was he worked in the same store that my Starbucks shop was located in, so every time I went to work he was there and took every opportunity to be a creeper. He even found out my school schedule and would stalk me there. It was C-R-E-E-P-Y. Moral of that story is, do not accept dinner invites from guys who work in the same building you do. They are always creepers. On March 19, 2009 (St. Joseph's feast day in the Catholic church) I began a journey to lay ministry Love you sunflowers, Teresa
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Hey all! Just wanted to post a quick note to say that my two new Twilight icons are courtesy of ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} bin. I did not make them I just love them!An actual update on my life and all its happenings is coming Friday (10/17) I promise! Love and prayers! Me! |
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I am home from vacation now and I am going to Ohio for Christmas to be with my cousins and their baby. You can hop on over tohttp://www.facebook.com/photo_search.php?i
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I wanted to take a moment to reflect on some things as well as to fill you in on some of the things that have taken place in my life of late. Last night I had a conversation with the guy I am dating and we talked about something that I have only ever discussed with my sister, my parents and my mentor/friend Finn. We talked about how we deal with death. You girls know that I don't open up easily so this was a huge revelation for me. My dear little sister Emily knows that I don’t deal with it well. It hits me hard, grips my heart and shakes my soul to the very core. I remember the day that Deb McGuire died like it was yesterday. It is burned into my memory forever. I remember wanting to yell and scream at Finn on the phone, to tell her it wasn’t true that she was playing a cruel joke and I didn’t think it was funny. The words wouldn't come because in my heart I knew it was true. My heart burst that day, I didn’t understand and I didn’t get to say goodbye. I never got to tell her how much she changed my life, how much I loved her for loving and guiding me. She gave me a chance to be an artist, she didn’t care that I was terrible at drawing, she cared that I learn that my art, whatever it was, only ever had to be beautiful to me; if I thought it was beautiful then others would learn to see the beauty of it as well. She had terrible issues with depression and never could make herself as happy as she made all of those around her. She never did understand how much she impacted all of us. I was numb for days, weeks even. She had been ready to go, ready to be home. But I and many others weren’t ready to let her go, to give her up. He only takes the best. Ethan Grimm was fourteen. He battled cancer for nine years. He loved baseball and football, motorcycles and video games. He was vibrant, full of life, and hysterically funny. On the 15th of March the angels came and took him home. The day before he died I felt so alone and so cheated out of understanding. I cried off and on all day. I just couldn’t hold it together, I was a wreck. There came a point that afternoon where I hit my lowest point, I just couldn’t control the sobs and tears that poured from the depths of my heart anymore. It was at this point, lying with my face pressed against a soaking wet pillow that I noticed the sickly sweet smell of honeysuckle. Now this is Iowa the honeysuckle won’t bloom until June and all the windows were closed. Then I recalled something that was either said to me or that I had read (I can’t remember which.) “When God knows you need someone beside you to hold you up and comfort your heart, he will send you an angel. You will know there is an angel with you because they smell like honeysuckle and sometimes roses.” I then posted the following on E’s website to his family: To Tracy, Marcy, Asia and Ethan: I don’t pretend to understand the feelings that they have losing a son and brother. I have never been through it and I pray that I never have to go through it. But E’s strength and faith and love for everyone touched me deeply as it did everyone. I am blessed to have been allowed to share in the light and love that was Ethan Grimm and his beautiful family. The day he passed my heart burst all over again but it was also comforted, knowing that a nine year struggle was finally over; E was now out of pain and in comfort. This is not meant to be a downer post or a sad woe-is-me post but a reflection and thankful post. I just have some things that I have needed to say for a while and haven’t found the courage to say it all till now. My life of late is wonderful. I am in a good place. It has been a rollercoaster of a year. I made it through my first year of college successfully and alive. I am dating someone who I thoroughly enjoy spending time with and who I really do like. I have made friendships, broken friendships, learned to see people for their heart and mind not for what is good and what is flawed. I have grown up. I have changed so much in a year that it’s sometimes hard to believe. I am not the same person I was but I will dare to say that I am better, stronger, more stable person. I hope that this is evident to other people and not just something I see. To close, I want you all to know that I love you and I hope your lives are going as well as mine is. Love and prayers as always dahlins, Me
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I AM THE HAPPIEST, AND MOST AT PEACE THAT I HAVE BEEN IN A LONG TIME!!! THAT'S ALL I REALLY HAVE TO SAY RIGHT NOW!!!! LOVE YA BUNCHIES GIRLIES!
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This week for whatever reason I am having a rough time. I am experiencing so many doubts, about my path and my plan. It seems as though I am doubting everything. I feel like I am much too young and much too old for this world all at once. I just need support girls and I need it from you. Love all of you! Teresa
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To Tracy, Marcy, Asia and Ethan: What Cancer CANNOT Do... Cancer is SO Limited It cannot cripple LOVE It cannot shatter HOPE It cannot corrode FAITH It cannot destroy PEACE It cannot kill FRIENDSHIP It cannot suppress MEMORIES It cannot silence COURAGE It cannot invade the SOUL It cannot steal ETERNAL LIFE It cannot conquer the SPIRIT. I know that right now none of us understand why Ethan must leave us. My hope for your family is that you will feel God's embrace for he is making ready to give Ethan the biggest hug of his life. Your family has touched not only me but so many others. You have taught us the true meaning of love, and of faith, true faith in the plan that God has laid out for all of us. Ethan, you have lead such a brave life, you truly are a warrior. I am proud to say that I have been lucky enough to know and your family. I wish you and your family peace and also hope that you know a community and family that is St. Albert loves and supports all of you. Tracy, Marcy, and Asia, my heart breaks for you as you go through this pain and shadow. No words can express the pain I feel as I watch and pray for you. I hope this brings you peace of heart and mind. I am so sorry. As always you have my love and prayers, as well as my family's. We love all of you and we pray for you. Yours in Christ, Teresa A. Gorman (class of 2007) and family I sent this to Ethan's Caring Bridge guestbook a little while ago. My mom saw it while she was at work and she called me in tears. It made me start all over again. I love you all, Teresa March 16, 2008 God sent his angels to bring Ethan home yesterday (the 15th) at noon. I didn't have my emotions under control until now to post about it. I am so sad. It is for the best but none of us will say goodbye to him without heavy, broken hearts. If I haven't said it already, God be with all of you. Love and prayers, Teresa
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Spring break starts tomorrow at the end of my Philosophy class about 1:30pm. I should be so happy about it but I find my thoughts preoccupied by the news that a seventh grade boy named Ethan who has fought cancer for 8 years will be ending his fight tonight or tomorrow. He has been very sick for a long time. He has fought well and his poor little body just can't do it anymore. On one hand, I know that this is the end of his pain and strife, on the other I don't understand why God has to put people through cancer. When the St. Albert art teacher Deb McGuire passed in July, I took the view that He only takes the best, now I find myself asking why does he take the innocent, the good, the best?! I don't understand at all. I have been told that Ethan is ready, he isn't scared, he is at peace; but I still can't wrap my mind around it. I feel very unsettled, almost numb on the inside. I am not asking you to understand girls, I am just asking you to pray and hope that someone, somewhere finds a way to end cancer's tirade because we shouldn't have to lose the ones we love, we shouldn't have to bury the best. It needs to end and end soon. I am going to go lay down and think for a while. As always all of you have my prayers, Teresa
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This video is for my best friends "my sisterhood"!!!!!!!!!! Aly, Kit, Emily, Abby, Holli, and Emily L. I love guys!!!!!! Because all of you know I would do anything for you!!!!! Chins up dahlins!!!! You know where to find me when you need me!!!!! Anywhere any of you lead I will follow and every one of you knows it!!!! Love you!!!!! Teresa
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Today my dears we have a serious entry. I find myself feeling strangely at peace with my world and surroundings. I feel like I have reached a point of beginnings and at the same time closure with things that I didn't feel at peace with in myself over the last few months. I feel like my life is falling into place with school and work with my friends both new and old. I feel like whatever un-acceptance I may have had about my disabilities is gone. I am not so sure if I had any but if I did I feel like its gone. I think it comes from graduating high school, getting a job, starting college, meeting new friends, finally meeting someone else with Cerebral Palsy that is accepting of me and kind to me. (Hello Brandon!) I guess what I am trying to say is that I am happy.
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Last night, Kit and I went to Phantom of the Opera at the Orpheum Theatre in Omaha, Nebraska which is just a hop, skip, and a jump across the Missouri River. It was absolutely amazing. We had nosebleed seats in the first row of the last gallery above the Grand Tier. Due to the superbowl, the show wasn't sold out so we were allowed to move up to the first row of the Grand Tier. Girls, we were dead center. We could see almost every single detail. The show was seriously the best thing I have ever seen. I can't even describe it. Anyway, I am at school and the news said that we are going to have a winter storm tomorrow (yuck!!!!.) Last night when I got home from the show I forgot that mom told me to watch out for slick spots and I slipped and fell. I landed on my right wrist. Mom thinks I probably hyperextended it and is going to make me an appointment with the doctor. So I am currently typing one handed. It sucks. Sorry if there are typos. Love ya dahlins, Teresa
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Comment on this entry, and I will: teres
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My icon says it all....................... I will tell you all more later. love ya dahlins, me
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He died????????????
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My name means................ You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life. |
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Love always hopes. Remember that dahlins, me
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