Ahhh... Cora is finally asleep. I at long last have peace to think through all the bits of life changes going on around me. David is before the fire on this Friday evening reading some profound theological text. He is settling in to his new life as a student like a frog at an insect exhibit. Cora...well, not so much. She is finally figuring out that David and I are her real Mom and Dad...not any of those other people that were always fluttering about her in Atlanta. I think she's disappointed with the turnout. And as for me? I am incredibly content. A little more than that: I'm on cloud nine. The vibrant and stimulating community of Regent, this beautiful city (the recent snows have only enhanced it's allure), and even our very tiny but cozy flat...it all comes together to make this place an enthralling new home. All this in spite of the massive reality jolt I received in actually caring for this little baby on my own (4 grandparents, one set of which was in-house, certainly was an ideal setup). I think we're bonding more already though. Now it's up to me alone during our long days together to entertain and teach and soothe. The mommy creative juices are beginning to flow a little faster. Meanwhile, however, the academic juices seem to be becoming a bit sluggish. At least that's how I felt until my first class on Wednesday night. Getting away for an evening with all adults, graduate students no less, did wonders for the soul. Equally, this morning, my Systematic Theology course with J. I. Packer (this one counts for bragging rights) made me feel like I do have an intellectual life beyond Patty-cake. Hooray for David and his willingness to tack on additional daddy duties above an already crammed course load. Why the heck, by the way, do seminaries make it seem possible to do an MDiv in 3 years until you actually get there at which point you receive looks of "you're taking how many hours?" Well, noone said this would be easy. We're up for a challenge.
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