On Tuesday, I will take my final for this semester, it will be over, and I will celebrate Christmas with my family. This will be my last Christmas as a graduate student.
This will be my last Christmas that I will not be able to focus fully on Christmas. This will be the last Christmas that I won’t have a capstone, clinicals and assignments in the back of my mind, clouding the season. This is the last Christmas without that sense of urgency underlying Christmas.
Next Christmas will be different. I will have a clean house, coordinated, decorated- perhaps I will transform the top of my cabinets into a Christmas wonderland with fake snow and snowmen- lights in the window, perhaps I will be a part of choosing the tree, rather than sending my husband and daughter to the tree farm while I stay home and review my notes for my exam.
Semester break is just the calm before the storm, and it never lasts long enough. Next year will be different.
Next year will be different, I cannot believe it is this close.
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