Endings
In social work, they say endings are important. At the moment I am feeling simliar feelings in my social work life and in my life in general. So I'm devoting a whole blog post to endings, because I'm feeling sad and reflective and something that I can't describe, as I always do at this time of year. I don't know what I'm going to do when I don't have a long summer to think about life, because that's what I'm looking forward to now.
Today in Chaplaincy we had a picnic in the garden to mark the end of an era. The garden that I fought so hard to save is being bulldozed tomorrow. I'm still angry and sad even though it's a battle I lost what seems like a long time ago now. We do have a compromise but it's of little consolation to me. I hate it when green spaces get destroyed.
Last year in halls I had a lovely view out of my window of a big tree. When I moved into my room I thought how lovely it would be to see the tree change through the seasons. But before it could grow it's new leaves again in the spring, they chopped it down. I loved my tree, and then it was gone. I will be glad not to be around Chaplaincy when they start pulling the trees and bushes down tomorrow. I am still on placement so I'll be at work. The best place for me. I would cry. I dread to think what it'll be like when I return to Chaplaincy next week when I'm back on campus again.
On Wednesday I'm finishing my placement at the residential home. It hasn't been the best time of my life but I have learnt a lot and there are people who I will miss. Over the last six weeks I have been doing a split placement between there and a hospital social work team. So on Thursday it will be last day there. I will miss that too, in the short time I've been there they have been so welcoming and lovely.
Then I have 3 weeks of lectures during which time my friends will slowly drift home. The academic year will end gradually. At the Chaplaincy service this afternoon we wrote down what we loved about Chaplaincy and about each other. It was lovely to see how everyone appriciates each other and that we have made such good friends. I've never had so many lovely friends all in one place before. Friends, if you are reading this (you know who you are)- I love you.
Then after my lectures I will have to pack up my stuff and move house. I will miss my peaceful little room. My window looks out onto the garden which has lots of trees, and so do the houses either side, so I'm up in the tree tops. It is mostly quiet apart from the birds singing. This morning it was lovely to be woken up with the sun streaming in the window and the woodpigeons cooing. But I won't miss my fussy-about-the-cleaning housemate, being woken up by people being sick at 5am, not being proper friends with my housemates and the fact that I've now got more stuff so it doesn't fit in my room very well.
In my next house there will be 3 of my friends, with others promising to visit often. I will have a bigger room, which may work out to be a little cheaper than my current one in the end (work that one out!). When I am on placement I won't feel like I'm missing out because my friends will be there when I get home. I'm really looking forward to it.
Life and social work- sometimes the line in between is blurry. Endings are one of those things.
Today in Chaplaincy we had a picnic in the garden to mark the end of an era. The garden that I fought so hard to save is being bulldozed tomorrow. I'm still angry and sad even though it's a battle I lost what seems like a long time ago now. We do have a compromise but it's of little consolation to me. I hate it when green spaces get destroyed.
Last year in halls I had a lovely view out of my window of a big tree. When I moved into my room I thought how lovely it would be to see the tree change through the seasons. But before it could grow it's new leaves again in the spring, they chopped it down. I loved my tree, and then it was gone. I will be glad not to be around Chaplaincy when they start pulling the trees and bushes down tomorrow. I am still on placement so I'll be at work. The best place for me. I would cry. I dread to think what it'll be like when I return to Chaplaincy next week when I'm back on campus again.
On Wednesday I'm finishing my placement at the residential home. It hasn't been the best time of my life but I have learnt a lot and there are people who I will miss. Over the last six weeks I have been doing a split placement between there and a hospital social work team. So on Thursday it will be last day there. I will miss that too, in the short time I've been there they have been so welcoming and lovely.
Then I have 3 weeks of lectures during which time my friends will slowly drift home. The academic year will end gradually. At the Chaplaincy service this afternoon we wrote down what we loved about Chaplaincy and about each other. It was lovely to see how everyone appriciates each other and that we have made such good friends. I've never had so many lovely friends all in one place before. Friends, if you are reading this (you know who you are)- I love you.
Then after my lectures I will have to pack up my stuff and move house. I will miss my peaceful little room. My window looks out onto the garden which has lots of trees, and so do the houses either side, so I'm up in the tree tops. It is mostly quiet apart from the birds singing. This morning it was lovely to be woken up with the sun streaming in the window and the woodpigeons cooing. But I won't miss my fussy-about-the-cleaning housemate, being woken up by people being sick at 5am, not being proper friends with my housemates and the fact that I've now got more stuff so it doesn't fit in my room very well.
In my next house there will be 3 of my friends, with others promising to visit often. I will have a bigger room, which may work out to be a little cheaper than my current one in the end (work that one out!). When I am on placement I won't feel like I'm missing out because my friends will be there when I get home. I'm really looking forward to it.
Life and social work- sometimes the line in between is blurry. Endings are one of those things.
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