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Taking the time

In some respects, I'm bummed that I only seem to find space to journal once every week or so these days. On the whole, however, I'm pleased with how my days are spent, so it may be better to view the change as just that—a change—whether indefinite or simply for a season. It could also be that it'll take more discipline than I've been exercising to stay in the journaling groove, but somehow the possibilities that call for more discipline have a way of sliding to the bottom of the list.

barlow_girl and I are getting in our last couple of hurrahs in before we go dark on our social calendar during her quarter-end craziness. That'll take us through most of November; hopefully our friends won't feel too neglected and will still recognize us when we're able to poke our heads back out at the end of the tunnel. If we find a little unexpected margin along the way, we may try to be spontaneously social, but during quarter-end there are few guarantees.

Since my schedule isn't as crazy as Amy's during this season, I'm hoping it'll be a good time for reflection on how I'm spending my time and my life (they're pretty much the same thing). We're so blessed, and we want to also be a blessing to others as well. There's also a lot of my spiritual "core" that too often suffers from laziness and neglect. I'm encouraged by a nudge or two in the direction I want to go; it's just a matter of remembering, pressing on, and finding rhythms that reflect my loves.

Could I sound any more post-modern spiritual-cheesy? But I really mean it.

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I'm feeling for you and Amy!!! The quarter end craziness sounds a lot like when H's schedule gets crazy or when I'm going into finals, which sometimes coincide, but you know what I mean.

I don't know what her days are like, but do you find yourself getting lonely when she's drudging away at work?
Not as much as some people might, but more than I expected to. I can be a pretty strong introvert and was single and (largely) content for a good long time, so I didn't honestly expect much in the way of loneliness when we we had to be apart. That said, when she has to work late and on weekends, I often find myself looking at the clock and toward the door to see when she'll get home, wanting to share things with her or just see her. It's not consuming, but it's definitely noticeable—something simply isn't the way it's supposed to be when she's away that much. Thankfully, it's just for a season and it's pretty tolerable when we know it's coming. She's also so good at what she does, so I love knowing she's doing that (even though I hate how stressful it can be sometimes).
I think what surprised me most after getting married was realizing how lonely I was, prior to marriage, so when H would be gone for days and days at a time at the hospital, it seemed to hit a little harder than it might have been otherwise.