Today I am up early to register for classes, because registration starts up at a weird time. If all goes well, I will be taking Senior Departmental Honors (writing a thesis), Love and Romance in Modern Hebrew Literature, Islamic Mystical Literature, Introduction to Bible II, and Israeli Politics.
More importantly, I got myself out of my "life is horrible" funk all by myself! You're never going to believe how I did it. Life wasn't worth living and life wasn't worth living and life wasn't worth living--for like a day and a half, two days. It was horrible! So I asked myself, "What would make life worth living again?" Not even what would make me happy--I didn't believe that was possible--but what would give me meaning, and a sense of purpose.
Immediately I thought of a woman I'll call "Laura." "Laura" was heavily involved with Reece's Rainbow and also had a particularly vicious form of cancer, the exact name of which is escaping me at the moment. Anyway, the point is, whenever "Laura" felt particularly sick or even just down, she would donate to a Reece's Rainbow kid.
All of a sudden, I knew that copying "Laura" and making a small donation to my "Jacob" would make my week worthwhile. I started arguing with myself: "You're a college student, you don't have money to spare." And then I firmly told myself, "For this, you have five dollars."
So I dropped five dollars in "Jacob's" grant account, and you know what? It worked! I am out of my funk, and life is worth living again! I can even say I'm happy.
And lastly, here is a picture of "Jacob" himself, the star of this blog post. Just a quick reminder, I continue to post his picture in the hopes that the right people will come along and see it and adopt him.
"Don't tell God how big your storm is; tell your storm how big your God is."
I believe in God.
I believe in God.
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- I am a bipolar, Jewish young adult (had my Hebrew birthday, the one I count, and turned 23 this past January) who also suffers from Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. I love life and I live for my best friends: they are my purpose and my reason for trying so hard. I remain passionately devoted to those I love; I will not let my disorders make me totally self-centered. I like to read, write, and sew. My Rabbinical school plans did not work out, and I am now hoping to go into the field of Early Childhood Education. Please note: I am currently maintaining only Carried in His Hands. Enjoy!