That's That.

Well, to be honest, I don't really know where to begin.  

Maybe with a photo?  That usually sets things off...

Wait, nevermind.  I'm going to rely on my literary skills alone now that I am a graduate with an English degree.  

(!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

When I found out a year and a half ago that I got into UGA, I was in the hospital.  The doctors thought that I might need lapariscopic surgery and wouldn't let me eat a single crumb all day.  So I sat in the hospital bed, a little drugged up, staring at the T.V. listening to my stomach growl.  No fun.  At the time, we didn't have health insurance either, so we were praying really hard that I wouldn't need surgery.  God answered our prayer, and the doctor came in and said I didn't need the surgery - and what's better - I could eat!  So I sent John to an undisclosed location to retrieve my undisclosed craving... (okay, it was Schlotsky's).  When he came back to my hospital room he was carrying a large bag of food and a large envelope.

It was my acceptance envelope.  And my sandwich.  I couldn't have been happier.  Actually I started to cry, and for a few minutes I didn't think I would stop.  I was so scared I wouldn't get in, so scared to have surgery, and then poof! No more fear, only relief.

John has a very awkward photo of me in the hospital gown, crying, holding my acceptance envelope with the hand that has an I.V.  I was so excited.  

Anyway.  Now I feel the same way, that it is all over, and I had so many anxious dreams of failing classes or sleeping in on the morning of an exam.  Then, all the sudden, there weren't any more exams.  And that's the best feeling... no more fear... only relief.

I can't thank you enough for all the support and encouragement you've given me!  You are the best, and that's that.