I am struggling with the last assignment for the semester and this is the perfect mood to blog, which is understandable because such "student" moments allow one to reflect upon whys of life - Why am I struggling? Why am I here? Why this? Why that? Why why?
Let me start by admitting this - crowd doesn't fascinate me anymore. I get tired easily (and look out for spaces to enjoy a quiet moment). What others brand as "indoor person", I think I am getting introverted! No, if you think "age" is catching up with me, you are not even close. The only time I felt "old" was when a student gasped, "You go to college? You are too old for college!" Thank you, how insightful. Other than that, I still have the legs to wear dresses.
|View from my room|
When I was born in the mountains, the gene to withstand the cold was purposefully excluded. I don't know what it is called (haven't read Biology since my high school) but I know I don't have that even to this day. This explains why snow scares me, more so the snow storm predicted tonight. I am staying in, by all reasons. The fifth day of the third snowfall in Minnesota looks too tempting for a hot cup of coffee and less for a stroll down the road. I am exercising my creativity by taking pictures from my bedroom window.
Saying so, it makes me sad [sometimes] to be this far away from home, from family and friends, and from work. I woke up to a skype call with Lolo, who by now knows I won't be home for sometimes. She has ceased to ask about my return. Instead, she focuses on what she has learned in my absence - nursery rhymes, songs, dances, new words, and new tricks. She is smart - a blessing that is helping both of us cope with the distance.
I should mention my husband KP as well, a man who has earned his credibility of being a good father. The few times we talk on skype (we are distanced not only by the miles in between but also by the time zone. 12 hours is half a day, right?) KP reassures nothing to worry about. His emails are always signed off with, "All good here. All is well." On return and for a long time, I promise no fights. [Ha]. On a serious note, yes, we have reached that level of maturity in our relationship that we understand each other pretty well.
Family is a given source of joy and I am thankful for my big fat (literally) family. I couldn't have asked more. Big family is big help. My brothers and sister are around to fill in, especially this time when I am not home. Such big help. I am grateful. More so for taking such great care of our parents and my Lolo.
All right. That was quite a lot of introspection.
My assignment is still due.
Time is ticking.
Sun is setting.
Snow is not melting.
I am going for a coffee break.
Until next time.