Things just got real. Well, actually, they've been pretty darn real already with all the practicum hours and mind-crushing editing deadlines lately. So to be accurate, things just got more real. I received my deadline to apply for graduation.
I've been chipping away at my teaching/editing degree for so long that it has truly been a journey. We don't need to pretend in the least. So much has changed since I enrolled in my first college course:
I broke up with the boy I thought I would marry.
I got married (to someone other than that boy).
I had four children.
Both of my parents died.
I raised my niece.
I made friends I never would have if I didn't move.
I got divorced.
And I'm still not graduated—yet.
If this isn't a bona fide adventure, I don't know what is. I've learned so much more than book knowledge and have felt the guiding force of God as I took each step along the way. Despite the tears and heartache that have been ever-present, I feel so entirely blessed to have come so far.
And I wonder at how much further I will be able to go once I pass this milestone.