I Want To Give Thanks

I am giving thanks for these slow days where my mind can finally rest.

For 22 years, I have worked. Getting up at 5 am and getting ready for a hectic day. Weekends filled with marking and months filled with exam preparations and logistics planning. 10-hour and 12-hour days were the norm. The responsibility of preparing batch after batch of students for the national exams and celebrating with them when they did well and crying with them when there were disappointments. Despite the exhaustion, every year-end, I tell myself it's worth it. I can go another year.

But not any more. I have worked until I almost burnt out. How does one know where the limit is? I think one just knows it implicitly. For me, the train has arrived at my platform and I need to get off. I see my colleagues on that train and I worry for them sometimes. The speed at which it hurtles is not for the faint-hearted.

My country has come in tops again, not for PISA this time 😝

http://theindependent.sg/singapore-ranks-as-second-most-overworked-city-in-the-world-study/

These days, I am more mindful of my life, of every breath I take, of every morsel of food I chew. There is no hurriedness. Only silent contemplation. I could go on like this for a long time.