Confessions of an Anxious Mortician

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And So Then Death School Began…

Welcome back! I’m proud of you. And me, for actually sharing this crap.

Chapter Sixteen. Semester almost over. Day job getting better ’cause my Grandma visited me in a dream and put me in my place. Going back to Cali for Christmas. Still doing my best to stay alive. Winter is coming.

Chapter Seventeen. Survived my first week of Mortuary Science school. Pretty dang sure I found my calling. My car betrayed me. Have to find another one. I have great family and friends. I’m a hot mess, but grateful for the good things.

Chapter Eighteen. Four weeks of Mortuary Science school in the books. Doing very well and loving every minute of it. Except maybe Accounting. That class is annoying, but a necessary part, so I’ll grin and bear it. Have a new blue car; I’ve named it Mikey, after a dearly departed soul. Surviving winter, but most definitely ready for it to be over.

Chapter Nineteen. Four weeks left of my first semester at Mortuary Science school. Still loving it. It’s a haven of sorts. Getting ready to move into a funeral home where I will live and work when I’m not in school. Terrified and excited. Winter is almost over. P.S. Cancer sucks.

Chapter Twenty. First semester at Mortuary Science school is in the books. I survived unscathed. I’m gonna miss my buddies over break. Thoroughly enjoying living and working at the funeral home. Spring may finally be here for real.

Life Year Twenty was one thing. Ohio Life Chapter Twenty was something totally different. Truth.

To be continued…..

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