The One that Prevails in Emotion, Logic, and Character

I like to begin things with a quote because people before me have realized the importance of things which i write about, so my quote for today is about "Mothers".

"The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness."  ~Honoré de Balzac


Today is the day that I had finals. One for Nutrition and one for a math class. Both weigh heavily on my final grade. I have always been the person to not study for tests, quizzes, or any sort of academic. Since arriving at college this has changed (another change to myself). I awoke at 7:30 this morning, and from that time my mind has been, well let me just say, not on finals. I went to breakfast around 9:00, mind still not on finals. After breakfast I went to my room and got dressed for the day. 


I began studying and realized that I needed coffee terribly bad for the jump-start I would need to get my mind where it needs to be. While my mind still isn't where it should be, it is working quickly enough for it to be in multiple places, even if one of them is 272 miles away from me. I walked to Starbucks, through the rain and traffic that seemed to blindly drive by without my notice. The day was windy, bitter chill biting my face and hands. I tucked my hands into my pockets and put the hood of my sweater on my head. The fiercely cold droplets of water still soaked my face. Crossing streets against traffic and not thinking about the "Little white man" giving me the go to cross I finally made it to my destination. I opened the door for the pant-suit and heel wearing, blonde Bank of America employee, nodded my head as she acknowledged my gentlemanly gesture and walked in. 

The aroma of freshly ground arabica coffee beans is like a smack in the nostrils from a girl-friend who has just found out about her cheating boyfriend. The shock from the smell arouses my brain and tells it to wake up. As I'm standing on the brown tile ramp behind suited business men and women I try to decide what to order. I read the special signs and the menu, I usually know exactly what I want, but standing in line I have time to find something new. I decide just as the Asian  lady behind the counter asks for my order. My drink is made. As i listen to the constant clammer around me I wonder I will be able to study in this setting. I take my drink and quickly scan the room for an open seat, I find the plush green arm chair by the window I was hoping for. 


I walked over sat down, opened my bag, took a sip from my coffee, remove my computer from my bag and begin studying. After studying vigorously for just over half an hour I decide that I need support and a confidence boost. I text my mother and she replies with some confidence boosting words, but still I need the extra help. The message that comes back was unexpectedly helpful. As I sat in one of the most crowded coffee houses on trade street at 10:45 in the morning, I almost began to cry, If the people around me could see inside my head they would see a lot of different things, but the most prevalent sight would be my emotions. Those never show on the outside. Thank GOD, otherwise everyone in starbucks would know that I was freaking out. As I was texting with my mother the emotions that have been boiling up for so long began to recide. At last, I'm calm, I'm confident, and I'm ready to tackle the world again.


It's amazing what a mother can do from 272 miles away. I felt as if she was there in the shop with me, talking, and then hugging me and telling me to go do it. Now as I'm typing this in the student lounge, I'm beginning to want to cry again, why? I'm imagining my mother right beside me and hugging me.

Now I've tackled one final, and going after the second one in 15 minutes. 


You know what's next, yep that's right, the blessing. May your hunger for food be satisfied with wholesomeness, and your hunger for life, love, and happiness satisfied with knowledge and enlightenment.