This past week. I found myself saying, "When will you be coming home?" To Shaun a lot. Shaun has started his Masters program. It's a 3 year program in counseling. This last week Shaun has been working on a group project. He was meeting with his group almost every night. One night he didn't get home until 1:00am. They gave their presentation on Tuesday. I'm glad it's over. And Shaun is really glad it's over. Graduate programs are a lot of work.
I tease him that I might just be his first costumer after all this. I might need some counseling.
I'm really impressed with Shaun and his ability to do all this with such a great attitude. Because as for myself, I'm a stress case. So I would not be handling things as well as he does.
Shaun has been working 50 hours a week plus the immense amount of work for his masters.
And be a husband and father. He does all of this really well. I'm amazed at how well he's been able to juggle all this. Again, If it were me, I would be a mess with stress!
I do love to hear about the things he's learning. It's all really interesting. I think Shaun would be an outstanding counselor. He really is a great listener with a lot of wisdom and empathy. I hope the work doesn't get to be too much. Or be to emotionally draining. Some of the case studies are really had to hear. We defiantly live in a fallen world. But, As Shaun and I like to say, "At least your trying to help and do something to help mend things."
So the phrase of the week is, "When will you be coming home?"