Final week of classes

Well, here we are at the end of another Winter semester. Pumpkin carrot
soup is simmering on the stove while my kitten purrs into my woolly sweater.
I have run the race to the first leg’s final sprint, and I am satisfied
with my performance. High and mid 90s nearly all around.
Next semester promises to hold much more interesting course material (and
likely more difficult!), meatier topics, and more rewarding challenges to
work through. My journey through self-forgiveness and mindfulness
continues daily, and I am thankful for the people in my life that have
supported me, encouraged me, and helped me get this far: especially my wife
Amy.

Here is to all of us who drag our asses to the finish line in expectation
of some holiday cheer and well-earned rest.

Cheers and shalom.