Isn't it funny how when you've accepted something, are embracing the way something is, letting the worry slide away, suddenly something shifts and the wind changes and you're not so sure things are like they are and maybe you were wrong?
Two things have resolved itself in quick succession, and the sun has just been out for days, giving me hope, warmth and joy. I can't really feel glum at the moment. Less than two weeks ago, I was feeling hopeless and useless and weak, and today I feel light. Happy. At peace.
I got a call yesterday from the General Manager of the School of Humanities and Social Sciences, a very nice lady who called to personally apologise for the amount of time it has taken to process my application, to talk to me, and listen to my feedback on my experience, and to welcome me to the university. It was really all I had wanted to hear for months, just an apology, some understanding from the university, some acknowledgement for my ordeal.
And this morning, my Dutch passport arrived, a week earlier than I had expected. I had some worry about how long it would take, as I wouldn't be able to go to Europe without it. And it's less than three weeks until we go. I'm excited.
And it's easter soon. Hot cross buns. Easter eggs. Hubby home for four days. The fact that we're spending the long weekend renovating is ok. I am planning a nice easter brunch for sunday.
Two things have resolved itself in quick succession, and the sun has just been out for days, giving me hope, warmth and joy. I can't really feel glum at the moment. Less than two weeks ago, I was feeling hopeless and useless and weak, and today I feel light. Happy. At peace.
I got a call yesterday from the General Manager of the School of Humanities and Social Sciences, a very nice lady who called to personally apologise for the amount of time it has taken to process my application, to talk to me, and listen to my feedback on my experience, and to welcome me to the university. It was really all I had wanted to hear for months, just an apology, some understanding from the university, some acknowledgement for my ordeal.
And this morning, my Dutch passport arrived, a week earlier than I had expected. I had some worry about how long it would take, as I wouldn't be able to go to Europe without it. And it's less than three weeks until we go. I'm excited.
And it's easter soon. Hot cross buns. Easter eggs. Hubby home for four days. The fact that we're spending the long weekend renovating is ok. I am planning a nice easter brunch for sunday.
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