We live in a university town, and with that comes, of course, bi-annual graduation ceremonies. This past weekend, several of my MSW classmates walked across the stage to receive a diploma for years of intensive academic work. This pursuit was something I began and then ended after one semester as God blessed us with a pregnancy. A few of my classmates had posted photos on Facebook, and I saw another at Mass yesterday. It got me thinking about how drastically different my life is in relation to theirs.
And then I realized something. I wouldn't trade what I have for any sort of diploma and "job" in the workforce. I was overwhelmed with the peace I felt about that. I looked at Thomas thumbing through a Missalette and felt small movements from the baby in my womb; I knew that, for me, an MSW and job search would not be fulfilling. I simply know it's not my calling right now, and God has made that so abundantly clear to me. I could not be more thankful for this peace...a peace that has existed for quite some time but that I never gave much thought.
This peace has enabled me to support my husband 100% in the journey toward his doctoral degree; it's allowed for my full attention to our children and doing exactly what they need (anything from reading to Thomas to resting for the baby's sake); I can, without hesitation, be excited for my colleagues, harboring no resentment whatsoever; and, I can honestly tell people that I have no current desire to complete the degree when they ask, thus affirming my vocation even more.
Congratulations, graduates! And thank you, sweet Lord, for your gift of peace!
What a touching post!
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