Last Thursday

I know...I'm sure people are tired of hearing about me going to grad school. I'm tired of talking about it. I moved back from Poland almost 5 years ago to tackle this and here I am just about to graduate. Of course for me nothing happens on-time or in a timely fashion. :) I spent several nights staying up trying to stay on top of a new schedule I put together with my advisor. That didn't work because I ended up getting sick. Now I'm in the process of like 4 papers. While I'm not stressed about this I feel like all I do is write about excuses to my professor about why I'm behind schedule again...most of the time it's because I was sick. This week it was also because of a fire alarm malfunction. I was working with a student and sure enough it went off so we never got to finish working on the assessment together...so we'll try again this week. But all that to say: with the fire alarm malfunction I ended up having the most delightful evening. While it was chaos we took the kids outside and enjoyed the 70 degree weather in February here in Colorado. To see the kids out together enjoying this random treat was exciting. They all played well together. Plus, a mom of one of my students' house faces the playground. She made black tea with sugar. Now for those of you that know me, know that I do NOT like tea. But at the same time the only place I like tea is in Afghanistan. It tastes different there! This tea also tasted just like it does in Afghanistan. It made my heart bubble over. I LOVE these little moments.  To share a cup of tea! I know that within their culture tea is important and so to be able to finally have a cup was super exciting. The combination of the tea and the day and chaos all just made my heart smile and fill with joy. I love those little moments.  I love the fact that I get to be a part of these moments. I have no better way to describe it than a moment from God. These moments are rare and beautiful that you can't help but just enjoy it and they can be hard to describe!

Growing up I never would have thought I'd have such a passion and heart for other cultures. But I do and it cracks me up seeing that this is the path and journey I'm on.  I have to be honest, I love the relationship I'm building with these mom's. I want it to continue. I'm intrigued to see if this will continue in the future.  How cool would that be?!?!