So, why the mystery? Simply put, I didn’t know what was next. I didn't know if anything was next. I wasn’t sure (and am not sure) how much relevance or usefulness this blog had now that I am almost five-years cancer-free. Now that I've achieved what I always wanted during cancer – for my life to return to normal.
But, despite my ambivalence, the resolutions haven't stopped. There's still a lot to be done and a lot to share. This blog is a reflection of my truest self – constantly scanning the horizon for opportunities to grow, achieve, and push myself a little harder. And this week, I achieved what could be considered the biggest milestones of my 20s. What better place to share it than with my social network than here?
My loyal followers will know I’ve been completing my Master’s degree. Part-time. While working full-time. (Incomplete sentences to emphasize it’s been hard.) And in the past two years, I’ve been writing the most onerous part of that degree – my major research paper. It took every minute of my free time and every ounce of my writing energy to complete that 30,000-word document. In December of last year, I submitted it.
On Wednesday of this week, I graduated.
I am now a Master of Education.
I could tell you why this is such a big deal. I could recall the tough relationship during my third and fourth year of my undergraduate degree that caused my grades to drop – limiting my chances of getting into a graduate program. I could count all the applications I submitted that weren’t accepted. I could recall the moments of defeat and frustration. I could tell you it was my mentor and my boyfriend who told me not to give up; it was just a matter of time.
I won’t look back on those challenges. I’ll let the milestone and the achievement speak for itself.
And I’ll continue to share my milestones with you. There’s a really big milestone planned – one I haven’t shared broadly yet. You’ll have to check back soon to found out!