With the uploading of the final assignment for the final course in my University Certificate Program (Professional Writing in Public Relations and Marketing) I have realized the life-long dream – a dream at times I didn’t even know I had – of attending University. This is a moment worth savoring. This is an accomplishment worth celebrating. My heart is full. This dream fulfillment has been two years of hard work towards this moment, utilizing, enhancing, improving upon and fully embracing a passion (writing) I have had for years. Not for nothing, I accomplished this while doing/dealing with: chronic pain; migraines; sleep apnea; arthritis; anxiety; the death of my father and the death of our beloved pets in 2013 (and the byproduct of loss – grief); keeping our home running; writing articles for magazines; developing inventory for two photography shows, etc.
I will actually receive my formal Certificate in the fall due to missing the deadline this spring because of course timings. The University also has certificate graduation ceremonies however I will not be eligible to participate in this year’s ceremony due to the application deadline. I’ve submitted my name for next year’s graduation ceremony. I was eligible, based on academic standing and the program I was taking, an endowment award of $500 and applied for the same. I will know at the end of May whether I was selected.
Obtaining this Certificate would not have been possible, on so many levels, without the love and support of my husband. Honey, you rock! Thank you so much. “I’m not a parasite, I’m a tax deduction!”
I was asked for my thoughts on what comes next. I’m curious about our culture that creates this. This seemingly pushing along of life. It occurs in various forms: once one is engaged, one is asked “when’s the wedding”, as if the engagement itself was not a moment to cherish, celebrate, savor. When one is married, the question changes to “when are you having kids?” Same thing: Is the stage one is at not a stage to enjoy for it’s own sake? And, when one graduates, it is “what will you do now?” Well, now I am savoring my accomplishment. I am patting myself on the back, tooting my own horn, and making merry over what I have achieved. This is a big deal to me; huge! I’m also going to catch up on my sleep. As to the future? In the words of Scarlett O’Hara, I’ll “worry about that tomorrow.”