Five years ago, I began to work on my Master's Degree. I've been
sidetracked by family illnesses, death of loved ones and life in
general. Over a year ago, I made a promise to myself. I was going to
finish my Masters Degree. Come hell or highwater, I was going to finish
this degree and get it done.
I had a child go off to college. The last one started high school. And
I kept plugging on along. College applications for the middle child
have gone out, and a college has been chosen. And through it all, I've
been plugging and chugging, working on my Master's degree. The papers
have been steadily written. My laptop has gone on vacations with me,
and I've been reading papers and writing papers and completing projects
on the side of sports fields, in hotels around the country, and in
libraries around the area.
And the perserverance has paid off. Last night, I submitted my final
posts on Blackboard. I submitted my last project. Everything is
finally finished.
I didn't know whether to laugh or to cry with relief.
My kids were thrilled beyond words for me. They have sat with me while
I've worked on papers. We've gone to Wi-Fi hot spots and bitched about
our homework together. I've maintained a straight-A average, and the
kids have seen the amount of work and dedication that has gone into
keeping those grades up where they belong.
This last class has been the most frustrating of them all. I loved the
class before this one. This class was not a good match for my
personality. It has been a struggle for me to slog my way through these
classes, assignments, and readings. As of now, I have an A in the
class, but there are still 3 papers that I have submitted that have not
yet been graded. As long as I get a C in the class, I will graduate.
HOWEVER, I would really, really like to keep my A average at this point. I'm patiently waiting to see what will happen next.
It is a strange sensation. Earning my Master's Degree has been a goal
of mine since I graduated from high school. 25 years after I graduated
from College with my Bachelor's Degree, I will be graduating with my
Master's Degree. I've accomplished a major life goal. Knocked a major
tick off of my bucket list.
Within 10 crazy days this summer, my middle son will graduate from high
school, and I will walk across the stage and receive my diploma.
I love the feeling when you accomplish a dream.
I had posted this on the old blog on March 8, 2013. This seems like a great Throwback Thursday!
This post originally appeared in my now defunct "Mom's View" blog. I
moved it to this blog at the request of my kids, who wanted to have all
of the various posts that accompanied their high school years in one
place. I've matched the publication dates here to their original post
date. If you're reading these posts, I sincerely thank you for taking
the time to go back through them all!
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