Journal - Tuesday December 16th.

I can't believe a month has passed and I have not sat down to write in my journal. Naughty!! Naughty!! My birthday has gone by, I have discovered I am being transferred, and yet I've been in a real `grump'. I guess that's why I haven't written - I really don't want everyone to see the `bad' side of me, only the good.

My birthday was uneventful - no, that's not true - I did get a birthday cake at Kid's Club. But I didn't get that phone call from my son. I heard a saying today, that I didn't really like. "When your son gets married you gain a daughter, but you lose a son." I pray this isn't the case. I don't mind gaining the daughter, but I hope I won't lose the son, altogether.

Last week (2 days before the end of the year school year), I discovered I was being transferred. This is something Learning Support teachers have to deal with a lot, but after 5 years at Oakwood State School I was finally developing relationships and I believe making some headway in improving their intervention program. I guess I just hadn't prepared myself for the possibility.

I am not leaving the district - just moving on to a bigger school - with new kids and new teachers. The hardest of all though, is the new principal. I don't know why it bothers me so much, because I love change. As an army wife and minister's daughter, I have always coped with change really well. I don't understand why I am feeling so depressed, when I should be excited!!

When I first started University back in 1996 - I think - the Lord gave me a promise: `Assignments from God always Include Enablement'. I have had this promise on my desk ever since I started studying, and then when I started work. It has always given me that extra strength I need to handle any situation. It is now packed away in the boxes of stuff I have gathered up from Oakwood. I think it is time I got it out again, and put it in the bathroom.

Why the bathroom? Well, that where I have my bath every night, and I will have to read it. It's where I keep all my promises, like my JABEZ PRAYER and ST PATRICK'S BREASTPLATE, and of course my great TRUST promise - Proverbs 3: 5&6. It's where I begin and end my day -so I know if I read it, I will at least have strength and courage - one day at a time.