As Valetnine's day fast approaches I find myself quietly pondering the romance of my life. Brief consideration brings to mind this past week. A tumultuous week of trauma, triumph and tribulation. This week the regular chaos of work and family life was acutely punctuated with an intense increase in academic pressure. Not content with working full-time, I am also studying for my doctorate and PG Cert. The combination of which results in moments of skull-crushing madness. This week has been one of those moments as I completed my research protocol, ethics form (a 40 page document) and submitted my first PG Cert assignment.
As I meandered down to the learning and development unit at UCLan to submit my work it dawned on me how essay writing is a little like brief, intoxicating love affairs. You're driven to dizzying heights, sleepless nights, irrational behaviour, tears, exhilaration and then, as it finally leaves your hands your left with crushing emptiness and disappointment. This is how it is for me. A thrilling but draining ride. So, as I wait to find out my results I can refocus my energy and consider the real romance of living. Sharing a bed with my boys, kisses from Seamus, laughing with friends and staying in my PJs until noon.
I'm done with brief love affairs.
(until next time, that is).
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