Running the Race
Feb. 26th, 2006 04:59 pmI promised myself that I wouldn’t post until I finished my work on my essays today (I’m pretty much in the home stretch). When I got home last night, though, there was a letter waiting for me from Rutgers University and when I opened it up it said……..
YOUR FILE WAS REVIEWED FOR THE JANUARY 2006 GRADUATION CYCLE
x You have met all of the requirements for graduation.
Boo-Ya!
Okay, so I knew back before Christmas that I was done but seeing the *official* letter from the school was just the piece of rocket fuel I needed to get my wide ass in gear to finish these grad school applications with a sense of purpose. Being able to go to grad school is a gift; I need to start acting like it and get my house in order.
Okay so I’ve been through:
* 2.5 (almost 3) years of college
* 1 Marriage falling apart
* 2 Therapists
* 1 Bout of cancer
* 1 Bad recurrence scare
* Dozens of sleepless nights from stress, pain (physical and emotional), fear of the unknown, and/ procrastination
* More tears then I’d ever admit having to another human being
and I never lost the belief that I could do this.
If my non-Christian readers will indulge me for a moment. I’ve always seen this Bible verse applied to people who are dead or near death. St Paul knew his execution was imminent and this was his proclamation that he had finished his mission as a Christian with pride. It was the first thing I thought of when I read this letter:
I have fought the good fight. I have finished the course. I have kept the faith.
Damn Skippy I Did!
YOUR FILE WAS REVIEWED FOR THE JANUARY 2006 GRADUATION CYCLE
x You have met all of the requirements for graduation.
Boo-Ya!
Okay, so I knew back before Christmas that I was done but seeing the *official* letter from the school was just the piece of rocket fuel I needed to get my wide ass in gear to finish these grad school applications with a sense of purpose. Being able to go to grad school is a gift; I need to start acting like it and get my house in order.
Okay so I’ve been through:
* 2.5 (almost 3) years of college
* 1 Marriage falling apart
* 2 Therapists
* 1 Bout of cancer
* 1 Bad recurrence scare
* Dozens of sleepless nights from stress, pain (physical and emotional), fear of the unknown, and/ procrastination
* More tears then I’d ever admit having to another human being
and I never lost the belief that I could do this.
If my non-Christian readers will indulge me for a moment. I’ve always seen this Bible verse applied to people who are dead or near death. St Paul knew his execution was imminent and this was his proclamation that he had finished his mission as a Christian with pride. It was the first thing I thought of when I read this letter:
I have fought the good fight. I have finished the course. I have kept the faith.
Damn Skippy I Did!