A balancing act

A balancing act

Apr 21
Ariel Majewski, ACES Marketing Intern & junior in journalism with a minor in music

Each year, I look forward to spending Easter with my family. Normally on the Saturday before, my parents and I decorate dozens of eggs. We’re not tie-dye fans—we prefer to draw unproportional cartoons on our cracked canvases. While Mom—God bless her—can’t seem to figure out why her drawing of a clock looks like a dead frog, Dad and I applaud her efforts. Then on the big day, my parents hide our miniature Picassos in the most ridiculous places so I can (never) find them. After two hours of a frustrating search for the “dead frog,” which somehow camouflaged within our blender, we all play board games for the rest of the night.

But…this year’s Easter wasn’t anything like this. Instead, my dialogue with my friends went like this:

What did you do on Easter?

Well, I worked.

Did you see your family?

No, I needed to work on campus.

As I answered these questions, I realized how my academic responsibilities have recently consumed my life. And while my parents were understanding of their college student’s workload, the empty nesters couldn’t help but leave bittersweet text messages of how much they would miss their daughter for Easter. My father even shipped bags of Easter candy with a note stating that he would miss hiding eggs for his little girl (and reminding me not to tell mom that he sent Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory in a UPS box).

It becomes so easy to prioritize work over rest and family time—two values that the Easter holiday stresses.

But no matter what beliefs or ideologies you have—if you ever feel that there is an unbalance when it comes to work and family time, especially as final exams approach at a stealthy pace, take a moment to just stop and celebrate time together. Even if it means placing a long phone call or starting a group Skype chat over the weekend—continue to create these familial-bonding memories while contributing your work to this university’s sesquicentennial scrapbook.