By Rebecca Talley
Enduring to the end is a common theme in the scriptures where we are admonished to faithfully live our lives. If we've endured well, we'll receive our reward.
During this time of year, enduring to the end takes on a different meaning to me. I continue to admonish myself to endure until the end . . . of school. Yes, it has become the time of year when my kids spend more time on field trips than in the classroom, rehearsals culminate in plays, and projects are due.
Each morning I ask myself, "Can I make lunches one more day?" "Will I actually beat the bus to the end of my driveway?" "Can I sign one more permission slip?" This is otherwise known as my end of the school year funk.
It's always surprising how many field trips my children participate in, how many videos they watch in class, and how many non-academic activities happen at the end of the year all pushed into a few weeks. Perhaps, the teachers feel as I do and wonder if they can just simply endure to the end.
Since the end of the school year isn't far off (5 weeks from today, but who's counting?), then neither is my reward: summer break. I love summer break. I love that my kids have time to ride their bikes, ride the horse, take a hike, watch the stars, jump on the trampoline, write stories, read books, draw pictures, go to the public library, and do the things they don't have time to do during the school year. I love that summer allows me time to breathe and enjoy simple pleasures like watching my kids splash each other in the kiddie pool. Most of all, I love that I don't have a school schedule dictating my life.
I can do it. I can endure to the end of the school year. I know I can, I know I can, I know I can. Summer, here I come!