So a friend of mine from school just packed up his family and move 1300 miles to a new school. He was admitted to the PsyD program and it is a great opportunity, but I don’t think I could do it.
They had to quit their jobs, find a home for a dog, sell their house, and pull up and move. The idea is just unsettling.
I really enjoyed his company in class and was really hoping he would be in my program at Argosy.
God definitely had other ideas.
That’s really the key to doing this – it couldn’t be my decision, I would have to have some sign from above. They definitely did, but the timing was anything but peaceful.

I know I am going to have to go somewhere for an APA approved internship. It will likely be somewhere nobody has ever heard of, but I have hopes for New Orleans.

He messaged me to tell me he has arrived safely and that he will be set up for Xbox 360. Somehow I have to figure out how to get him to try Guitar Hero (as it s the best game ever).

We have previously only played Gears of War (a very good game), but he wants me to try Rainbow 6: Las Vegas. I also have Lost Planet and Metal of Honor 2. I am working through Lost Planet. That game is tough, but cool (no pun intended). I have Halo 2, but I know if I break that out, the kids would never leave me alone. I also ramp up the risk of them stealing the console and playing it when I’m not looking.

Reading back, it is quite obvious that the kids in our care are in need of a jail like setting.
I’m their jailor and we are pressed into service running a detention facility.
Huge error in purpose there! The courts, county and mental health care systems are responsible for the shift. At the very center of the problem are foster parents who are over zealous to take kids, and these kids are not ideally suited for anything more than a bars and guards facility.

How guilty am I of this? Pretty guilty.

I just have such a hard time closing the door on a kid. Of course, adults are on their own. Kids should have the chance to change.