Winter Break Thus Far

Winter Break Thus Far

My winter break started earlier than listed on the university academic calendar, for which I am grateful. All my major assignments were due before Thanksgiving break which gave me the opportunity to spend more time with my visiting father-in-law and brother-in-law instead of homework. It is always great times when my wife and I have family over which is rarely since we moved to Tennessee. Around mid-December, I officially received my final grades, and I am proud to say that I survived my third semester in graduate school. Each semester has its own challenges, this semester it was juggling my time with work, school, and internship. Miraculously, at the end of the semester I was offered a job at my internship and which I accepted. I am thankful, determined, and jaded about the opportunity but the job has been challenging. Luckily, I am on winter break, so I have time to recalibrate my approach over and over to my new job and rejuvenate from the stressors of school. Enjoyable occurrences thus far that I would like to share include, I finished reading Blackouts by Justin Torres and watched A Complete Unknown at the movie theater, (I grew up a big Bob Dylan fan, you wonder how? I’ll tell you, when I was in high school, my uncle moved out of parent’s house, he canceled his cable account but the cable was never cut, so I figured out if you connect the cable to the VCR and TV, you get some additional channels like VH1, and on one particular day, VH1 was counting down the greatest rock and roll songs, number one on their list was Like a Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan, I don’t know if I was more intrigued by the organ or lyrics but I became a fan, Dylan’s lyrics and word play stuck to me which caused a lot of confusion in the future to my English teachers). Other eventful events this break have included my 10^th year wedding anniversary, 40^th birthday, and Christmas (I got more University of Tennessee stuff) thus far. One upcoming event I have is my six-month follow-up with my Primary Care in January which I am dreading because according to the last few check-ups I have been neglecting my health, well-being, self-care, etc... During graduate school. All I can do is keep working on my goals at every present moment, self-care tends to my toughest. I leave you with a George Strait lyric, “there’s a difference in living and living well.”  

Happy 40th Birthday!

My 40^th birthday has come and gone. Even though I am now forty, I will always feel as young as I was when I met my wife at 23. So, I do not feel forty like Steve Carrell in The 40-Year-Old Virgin. But as time passes by and everyone grows older around me, I cannot help thinking about mortality. In the last year and half, I have felt the impact graduate school has had on my health; it is nothing like my undergrad. Furthermore, working as a case worker in a Level I Trauma Center I have encountered patients dealing with death on every workday. Death and grief will always be a tiring process, and it will continue to be life’s great mystery that may transpire from heart disease, cerebrovascular disease, suicide, or a car accident. Subsequently, in my forty years, I learned to keep pace simple or try my best to do so because life is like a race with an unknown finish. During the race, I must tell myself it is okay to walk, run, or take a break to catch my breath. I leave you with this short poem I wrote on my birthday.

Forty years of washed-out colors and graveyards

Sharp smells of freshly cut green grass

Joys of walking on water at dawn

Shredding tears with every sunset and twilight

Enjoying my time before I wake up.

 

 

Definitely!

Definitely!

I finished all my assignments for my third semester in the MSSW Program at the University of Tennessee, Knoxville. Now, I wait for my final grades, more like one final grade in one class because I know I passed my two others. And thus far, this was my most challenging semester, and repeatedly asked myself the last three months why do I do this to myself. This fall semester, I enrolled in three classes, worked at my full-time job, and started my sixteen hours a week practicum. Moreover, this semester I deprived myself of sleep and ran on a steady diet of caffeine, sugar, refined carbs, and fat (I love donuts), and followed a strict exercise regimen of sitting on chairs and typing on keyboards. But on the bright side, I accepted an employment-based practicum towards the end of the semester. I traded my full-time job for a part-time job. I know this does not make sense. Why go from broke to broker? If you felt what I did this semester, you would understand. I jumped at the chance of having more study time. Being a first-generation graduate student and coming from a Hispanic family, gauging the challenges workings towards higher education are unfamiliar. It is more difficult to understand the reason for pursuing a graduate degree when I can be working and making more money and living comfortably (eight hours of sleep a night). Enrolling in graduate school sounds irrational. So, why pursue a graduate degree? Because I have this sense of community and guilt. I have an opportunity to attend college and address systematic inequalities encountered by my family, peers, and community. It was an opportunity that my friends and family would not want me to pass up. Has the stress so far been worth it? Definitely!