The Year of MilestonesUncategorized
Life has been going slowly, yet quickly. I have not been able to do much the past months, yet there are so many milestones coming in 2019.
Landing that first real job (the kind that doesn’t involve writing papers for school simultaneously). Finishing up my PhD thesis, an amalgamation of eight different studies I’ve performed over the past 3.5 years. And navigating the first 3.5 months of pregnancy.
December, I call the month of vomit, white bread, and soft-serve ice cream. Andreeas and I road-tripped from Copenhagen to Prague, then to Vienna and finally to Satu Mare, Romania for the holidays, then up to Slovakia and back the way we came. To some, it may sound glamorous. In reality, I spent a lot of the time (1) trying not to throw up in our newly leased car and (2) trying not to smell all the sausage on the table at Romanian Christmas parties.
January can be called the month of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, one too many YouTube videos, and getting back into the swing of work life.
February and March will be devoted to writing, thinking, more writing, and reinvesting in good friendships. We’ve been a bit reclusive the past months and can feel our hearts ache for community. It’s good to listen to your heart.
Come April, the new job will be starting up as I support projects implementing artificial intelligence on production lines at a global manufacturer. It’s funny thinking about how I ended up here, but by golly I’m glad I actually like what I do!
May will be the month where I stand in front of three professors and defend the 200+ page document I am now writing and compiling in hope of exiting the room with the formidable title of Dr. A. L. Trattner. People tell me not to stress, and thankfully, I am not stressed! Being pregnant puts life in perspective.
By the time the end of June rolls around, I’ll sing the words of George Washington and “anticipate with pleasing expectation that retreat in which I promise myself to realize, without alloy, the sweet enjoyment of partaking” in the midst of my fellow Danish residents: a one-year, paid maternity leave. While I can’t say I haven’t paid for part of it through the high taxes in Denmark, I am grateful for the opportunity to invest quality time in starting a family.
I’ve had no specific verse in my mind the past months but am so aware of the goodness and blessing of God on my life. In the words of a good friend of mine, it can take a long time for God to do something suddenly. This year is “the suddenly.”