A Familar Place

Tonight as I sit here writing, I find myself in an all too familiar place. We have arrived at the end of the semester, and as I look at the mounting pile of assignments and the diminishing time to do them in, I find myself exactly at the same place where I have been every year about this time.

It's a stressful place, a hectic place, both uncomfortable and irritating; much like an itchy wool sweater that you can't take off. However, like that sweater there is a comfort in it. There is a warmth and security, a sense that I've been here before and made it...and I can do it again.

Boone is growing less and less populated, which I just how I like it. Snow falls every now and then and all the Christmas decorations are up, leaving a lingering sense of joy and lightheartedness in those who see them. Christmas carols are being sung and there are multiple papers and projects to do. Yes...I'm familiar with this place. I never quite get used to it..but I suppose I never will.

So the question becomes, what to do. How do I face this familiar place and make it out once again? The answer is quite simple. Work. I work tirelessly, pouring my heart and soul into every effort no matter how great or small for it is in the times of adversity that one truly displays and molds their character. I like to believe I'm forging mine a bit stronger each time I visit this place...

May God keep you, this and every night..

I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders. ~Jewish Proverb

I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders. ~Jewish Proverb