Selling Sno-Cones at the Beach

tough emotions -anxious

Lots goin' on this week. B is trying to figure out what to do about a course that's really impossible for him. Our friend C is trying to figure out what his (web) legacy will be when he's gone. My parents are selling the house that's been in our family since 1944. It's not my childhood home, so I "say" it's no big deal - but probably it IS a big deal: my grandfather made that landscape; there are so many memories of the place; how will I feel when someone else owns it (or tears it down for cheap condos)?

Then there are my panic attacks whenever I think about my summer of fieldwork in Poland. I just feel inadequate to the task.

Ah, we grow through struggle. It's important (for me, in particular) to realize that whenever I get comfortable, I have given up some greater good (flexibility, openness, accommodation, the possibility for increased learning) in service of that comfort. I pledged myself to be open to new opportunities and challenges when I moved to MN and not to be caught in "fear of the unknown." But it remains a constant struggle to move outside my comfort zone and challenge myself intellectually and socially.