So I called the taxi for today's interview
and was dramatically told that
Will and Kate have landed
where I live,
was pretty much blocked off,
don't know if we can get to you.
Thank God all was fine, the taxi came and
I even had extra time to pray before the
I think the interview went well;
there were a lot of questions
and I was very drained / strained by the end.
I am home now.
A bit dazed by it all but I went to a good friend's
church for an Akathist yesterday and
that greatly helped.
As did your support and prayers.
Two weeks of interviews while feeling sick from
meds and having severe insomnia
(one night I had to take two sleeping pills just to fall asleep;
were talking severe side-effects in terms of sleep
was really hard.
So sorry that my blog has been a bit
about only one thing
for a long while;
but it was where I was
and man, I don't want to be there again.
I will now be recovering, baking cakes for St. Fanourios,
(a good friend reminded me of him today
as one who helps find jobs)
and working on Thanking God for everything.
I only hope I don't get sick as to be honest
I feel a bit on the verge.
But God, He will be there,
where ever I am,
sick or well.
Thanks be to God for His mercy, compassion and long-suffering.