A little over three years ago, I told all of you I was going back to school. That my trip to Zimbabwe had changed my life, and my look on education and I wanted to do something with that. I switched my nearly completed teaching major to one that focused on psychology and religion, and started over.
I’ve only gone half time most of these three years – juggling writing, a surprise pregnancy right after I started school, then an infant, a move, homeschooling, taking on editor of Still Standing, and Sam’s medical retirement that didn’t go as smoothly as we hoped. But nearly every semester; spring, summer, and fall, I took two courses. And today is my last day.
You guys… I’m so glad it’s over hahahahaha 🤣🤣🤣🤣
I am though. Oh my gosh – I feel like I’ve spent three years having something hover over me, reminding me at every moment that I had something else to do. Another paper, another article, another something with a deadline. I’m so proud I did this, that I managed to get it done – and I’m glad it is done.
Now I have to decide when I want to start my Master’s so that seems really counter-productive to my feelings on all of this. 😉
We talked about going to the commencement ceremony at Liberty in VA this spring; President Jimmy Carter is speaking, they have a whole package for out of state students to buy so they can go – but as much as I’d love to, we are trying to pay down debt so we decided we can’t swing it. But I’ll still get my diploma and all of that.
So there we are. I finished my degree and I’m taking the rest of the spring and summer off to figure out what to do next. And enjoy life without (as many) deadlines. We’re heading out to go fishing today – I’m off to pack for that!