I took a mini-vacation once more (yesterday), hiding amongst the crowd at Einsteins with my copy of Books and Culture (which has become my preferred reading material to keep in the car), sipping Chocolate Macadamia coffee, and savoring the Walnut Strudel. I had parked near a parking garage on campus and since no one was around, I took my shot of insulin before even walking into Einsteins. Such is the life of a diabetic who loves strudel and deep thinking. :)
The students are back this week, all 38,000 of them (for there are more than I remembered). While it makes it harder to find a parking space than the last time I wrote about a morning out, the energy that is prevalent makes it worth the walk. I often look up from my reading to do some people watching, the couple near the window who are deep in conversation, the two girls in front of me with a shared laptop working on an Excel spreadsheet and talking statistics, the guy with a Bible behind me, a group of (probably) graduate students at the large table in the back...the life of a University in the Midwest.
I need some "me" time, away from my role of wife and mother, homeschooler, blogger, and all other labels. There was a time I didn't get away as often as I should. I burned out, life wasn't very...alive. I let the challenges of my life paint the picture of the person I'd become. Labels that God didn't give me but I gave myself due to health and economic status changes.
It takes living awhile to look back and see who we really are...accepting His Grace for our lives...realizing if we don't take charge of our days then we will drift through the remainder of our life one unfulfilled day at a time.
I was a slow learner, even though He tried to shake my complacency long before I awoke to the possibilities around me. Why it took so long, I don't know, for the changes I have made are not major. Why I didn't give myself permission to spend a morning on campus once a week, reading, people watching, stopping by the library, doing some "thrift" shopping, getting revitalized before returning home. Not a big change in the long run...
I returned home yesterday ready to tackle foreign languages and housework, cooking and Russian Literature, dishes and reading on the sofa until my eyes would no longer stay open, thinking of the perennials I'd like to plant in our front yard and how to dig up another and transfer it to a much better location...all those day-to-day gotta do's that were so much easier because I gave myself permission to take a break and get refreshed.