The Bullock Clan

As most of you know, I have been in school for way too long :)  But, my school journey is finally getting closer to an end.  I can almost begin the 12 month countdown!  My fate has been decided as far as clinical's are concerned.  We will stay here in Conway until the end of May, and then it's off to Ruston, LA for 10 weeks.  We'll see what trouble we can get into down there.  I'm actually pretty excited about the placement.  It's only about 50 minutes away from Josh and Ann Claire and little Lila (the newest addition to the Bullock Clan).  By the time we actually get there, Lila will be almost one!  I think Kylie and Lila will be the best of friends.   Aside from school, life is rocking and rolling.  Kylie is growing in leaps and bounds.  Toby is working hard for his sweet little family.  I am still juggling life in general.  Same old routine.  Like Phil Vassar put it, "Just another day in Paradise." I am ...

I am a big planner.  I just love to have some sort of a plan.  Now, I fully realize that sometimes the plan doesn't work out, and I'm up for God changing plans, but I like to at least have one initially.  So, with that ... I'm a bit of a control freak.  Toby might embellish that to a bit of a Nazi, but it's up for interpretation. This week has been really trying on my controlling nature.  I am coming down to the end of PT school, and we are having to be assigned to our last three clinic sites, all of which are ten week assignments.  We turned in our top choices for our first ten week rotation this past Monday.  Now, my classmates probably didn't have a clue, but I was seriously freaking out all day, and this is why:  All I can do is list my top 10 choices, and the great PT Oz will decide my destination.  Oh, and it's not a guarantee that I will be matched to one of my top 10 choices.  I may have to pick from the scrapings after all ...

Just in case you didn't know...here is a little background: I am an only child, but don't let that throw you off ;) I grew up in an extremely small town in which most of my extended family also lived.  Basically, we made up the population.  You could say that I have lived a pretty sheltered life.  I am VERY family oriented.     I became a Christian when I was 10, but didn't really understand what it meant to live for Christ until I was in college.  I was very judgmental in my younger years.  It took me failing to realize that everyone fails and everyone needs picking up.  Who am I to judge?  Who am I to not forgive, when I have been forgiven of so much?  Brandon Heath put my daily prayer into a wonderful song not too long ago: " Give me your eyes for just one second. Give me your eyes so I can see everything that I keep missing. Give me your love for humanity. Give me your arms for the broken hearted, ones that are far beyond...