domingo, 14 de março de 2010

balance, what is it?

Sometimes I live inner turmoils, pretty much like everyone else I assume. Today I had one of those unpleasant feelings. I was having a normal study day at the lab (it's quieter there over the weekend) preparing for my final next Tuesday. A little bit before 7.30pm I took a break to go to mass. Nothing special so far...
I got a little bit late to mass and Fr. JP was already reading the Gospel. For those that are familiar, the reading was the prodigal son's parable. As I was listening to his words, I got overwhelmed with this homesick feeling. It almost felt like my heart was being squeezed slowly. At that time, I thought about all my family, close friends and everything that I'm missing by being here. I felt really sad for all that. But life is indeed made of choices; and this still is my choice! Eventually all that gray mood went away as fast as it came, and in no time my brain was flooded with all the stuff I've been studying for Tuesday.

I wonder what a balanced person really is, and if they also have these moments?

Having said this, let me assure you that my strong will and determination in pursuit of my phd, is again flowing in my veins; and that sad moment as long passed. As they say: "whatever doesn't kill you, makes you stronger!"

PS- during another break in my study :-) I watched this new series called "the Pacific". Yes it's yet another WWII series, it seemed a classy production... I liked it!

2 comentários:

Bitó disse...

Viva caro amigo.

Como sabes muito bem, as fases como as que acabaste de descrever, fazem parte do processo de um PhD. Todos temos a certeza que irás conseguir acabar isso e depois poderás recuperar o tempo que estiveste longe!
E teremos a certeza que quando acabares a malta estará cá toda e tu estarás mais forte por teres acabado o Phd!


Um abraço

Anónimo disse...

Meu caro,
A propósito da parábola, diria que mais do que o filho pródigo (que estás longe de ser) és o filho predilecto (quem diz filho, diz neto, amigo, colega). Sabes bem disso. Lembra-te disso nesses momentos, que voltarão a vir. Nós cá estamos para lembrar.

Forte abraço,

JMM