It is the end of the semester.
I am stressed out.
I am working on wrapping up my own graduate work for this semester, and at the same time I am trying to dig my way out from a pile of marking that I've been putting off. I am finished visiting student teachers for this spring, but I still have to check portfolios and write letters, and make sure their mentor teachers submit all the required paperwork. Exams are next week, which will bring more marking. I'm not in a panic...yet.
But I'm stressed out.
Ah, but then...
Chapel this morning was such a great time of worship. I've missed chapel too often this semester--often because I've been away visiting student teachers or trying to get caught up on other work. But I've missed out by not being there: it's a great time to pause and reflect, to reset, to get re-centered.
I left chapel refreshed. Still a general sense of stress behind me, but feeling more able to deal with it.
While I was home for lunch today, I took the dog out for a walk. Sunshine, light breeze, not a cloud to be seen. Buds on the trees.
Spring has sprung.
Yes, I'm still feeling stressed, but I know I can do this.
Life is good.