I was, I am, and I will always be a daddy's girl. Now, you might think "how could she say that if she bearly spent time with her dad", but trust and believe me that little bit of time I had with him was enough time to turn me into a daddy's girl. I'm sure my daddy was not perfect and that he had his flaws but the memories...

So, not even a month into this little project and I'm already falling behind. Oh Pammy, what am I going to do with you?! At least my weeks are typed up, it's just a matter of adding some pictures to them and I hope to catch up with them by this weekend. *fingers crossed* What an ugly Monday it was outside....

So it's been awhile since my last post in regards to this matter. A few more disappointments but I've managed to accept them for what they were. October 1st was the deadline to apply to the nursing program a the community college I took all my pre reqs. I applied and all seemed well although I was a bit worried...

Some days where cold and lonely.  Disclaimer: This is only from the eyes of a preschooler.  At one point in time only my mother and her younger sister remained in the Dominican Republic. All their other siblings and mother had migrated to the States and they were in the process of getting them two...