Today is the first day of the last class I need to earn my MBA. I think we all have lived long enough to realize that with the end of a chapter a new one starts. Sometimes we know what’s coming next and other times we are walking blindfolded leaning on faith with a keen ear to the heavens listening for that small, still voice regarding which direction to go. I have no idea what is coming next with the completion of this task but at this very moment I am so proud of myself for starting this process and finishing it amongst all of the tomfoolery, foolishness, and mayhem that reared its ugly head in the two and half years it took me to finish.
See, when I started this journey I had big dreams for my pending MBA status. I would doodle my name with a comma behind it and the letters MBA. I was going to climb the corporate ladder and lead meetings and throw around the fact that I had a masters degree, because at the time the perception of what people thought of those that had an MBA in my mind overpowered the enormous amount of dedication and will power that it takes to start and finish something in the face of adversity and life changes.
|Mommy, this one’s for you!!!|