"When one door of happiness closes...

...another opens. But we often look so long at the closed one that we do not see the one which has opened for us." Helen Keller.

This quote is exaclty how I am feeling at the moment. Today I received a "no thanks" letter from OSU for their speech path grad school program. Although I am very thankful and appreciative of their program, staff, professors, and all respective components, I am a little irritated at the moment with them. In a normal case, the deadline for applying was January 15. By the end of February through early March, we should receive notice. My "dear John" of a letter was received yesterday. Why the procrastination? Only speculation and assumption can say that it was because they wanted me to not quit their senior clinician practicum early (I was scheduled for two clients). Maybe this is just me, but it seems a little shady that a week after I completed this mess, and the day after I have my last supervisor meeting to turn in all required paperwork before the deadline, I receive this letter. I truly hope there is another reason behind this procrastination. I also find it interesting that they tell me GRE scores are not that vital to admission, and even though I made a good score with a comma in it, they tell me that my GRE score is not high enough and that's why they chose to not accept me. Hmm. I don't know, I don't care to know, and I have moved on.

On a much happier note, last night I had the opportunity to go to my last official cov with all of my adopted family. As we were ending with prayer requests, we decided to sit down in a circle (minus the kum-by-yah) and hold hands while we prayed for one another. I have never experienced such a powerful prayer in a long time, and it was amazing to see how God has worked through all of our personal issues and be able to praise Him for everything. As we all move forward and go our separate ways, we are still family regardless, and I'm demanding skype dates. :) I'm also looking forward to beginning my new journey at NSU and soon becoming a speech pathologist. Call me bias (I would agree myself), but I think it's so rewarding to teach a child how to speak correctly or teach an adult how to speak again. Although, I'm not sure what age group I want to tackle just yet. We'll see...

Much love. Xoxo.
Kelsea Lauren