My sister and brother-in-law arrived in Chicago last week Wednesday night in order to connect with some friends and see us at the same time. Imagine my stress balancing seeing them and keeping up with the Greek.
I chose to devote Saturday to them. Feel guilty even saying that. Yet there was no way I could completely step out of the rhythm for more than that. We are now preparing for our monster mid-term exam and it would take one of four days we have to prepare. Was I anxious? Yes. But I also knew this was essential. Thus the guilt - working both ways. Guilt in not seeing them non-stop; guilt in not studying to pass the test.
So picture me at a Cubs game on Saturday (they won, by the way)! :) I had my vocab cards in my little purse, kind of as a back up epidermic if I had a heart attack. We then took them to our home, had hor d'oeuvres (sp?) and then went out to dinner. Got home at 11:30. TWELVE hours disconnected from GREEK!
It was wonderful.
My heart beat returned to normal. Food tasted fabulous.
I rejoined my study buddies Sunday afternoon and hit the material hard. Here's trusting God that in the bigger scheme of things it makes little difference.
And it really was great to rest...
...in peace.
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