Friday, February 4, 2011
I have decided that student teaching is a rather lonely business. I know I said the other day that I still feel connected with people on campus and I'm involved in as many ensembles as I can be, and that's true, but I find myself missing little things like chapel (more like the skipping of chapel...), classes with friends, and random incidents that I am nonetheless amused to hear about later. Coming back from public school in the afternoon and hearing about everyone else taking tests and studying with loads of homework makes the fact that the 7th grade second alto saxes played their parts right for the first time at a quarter of the original tempo seem incredibly insignificant, and so I can't help but wish that I could spend my last semester investing more time in the incredible blessings of both focused academic learning and dear, dear relationships that simply being in college has provided over the course of the last 3.5 years. I'm not ready to relinquish those quite yet. But I guess if I weren't off campus for most of the day, maybe I wouldn't see the value of these things until they were completely unavailable. Is this what growing up feels like? If it is...I'm not sure I want it to come so soon.
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I completely agree with this. I was just getting to the point where I was happy with how college was going and now . . . it's gone already.
Letting something go is hard because we are familiar with what we are leaving behind, but have faith, that the new chapter will contain blessings just as precious even though you don't know what they are yet.
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