the life of sam...

I have no clue where to start....

When we arrived back from Africa, i knew the next thing i had to do was to find a Job.
So, i've been at the Job centre quite a bit, I've became an expert in filling in application froms, I've had 5 Job interviews, 4 on the same week, 2 on the same day....I rejected a 10 hour cleaning job in the hope that one of the three full time ones would get back to me, luckily, the post arrived on saturday morning with a letter from Crossroads caring Scotland offering me the position of Care Attendant. :) Yay!! They do kids clubs every saturday, and during the summer and October holidays - Hopefully i'll get a chance at that :).

But in amongst all that...my uncle Alan phoned one evening last week (I now think they should call more regularrly, because when they randomly call, you know something is up)...and i was right. This time, it was my Grandma. She has smoked all her life, and has never ever had any health problems, and so this was sort of out of the blue, and shocked us all, and worried us. So with phone calls going from Peterhead to Greenock, we find out my Grandma has a Lung disease, a bloodclot leg, has low oxygen in her blood, and might have had a suspicious heart attack...but we're still not sure about that yet. The good news is, she's out of the cronory unit, and is stable, still on Oxygen, and hopefully giving up smoking. Which, to me, was the best news ever. I remember trying to tell her when i was little to stop, now after this, she's going to, and so are some of my cousins. :)

From Job interviews to spending afternoons in the Army hall, trying to do Candidate Assignments - "They key events in the histroy of the Salvation Army", This is actually a really interesting topic, and i've learnt so much, much more than i ever knew before.
I've also been planing Driven for this Sunday...hopefully it goes well.

And, lastly, mum's in Hospital this wednesday, to get an operation on both her feet. Please pray for a healthy and quick recovery. And pray for the family too, especially with my Grandma, and mum in hospital....and Grace, who's like 28 weeks pregnant.

And that is it.

Thats us back from Tanzania.
I miss my little friends, and their smiles, thier love, and just everything so much.
My body still wakes at 7am for 8am prayers, and by half 10pm, i'm shattered...i wish i was in Africa!

Africa was amazing. Don't know when i shall be back there, but i know it probably wont be in the next two years at least.

I miss Peladia and Prisca :( They were my little girlies.

Today we had the North Scotland Music School festival, which entailed saying Goodbye to two people who have been a big source of strength, a big enouragement and just basially amazing DYO and DCO, but more than that, they've beame family...and lets just say it was an emotional afternoon.

Things wont be the same without them, it all seems weird already...i don't like it very much.
(I'm mving with them - they don't know it...but i am, haha)