I went back to school to finish my bachelor’s degree four years ago. I’m attending St. Edward’s University and I just love it. Slowly chipping away, taking a course a semester, I have a little over a year to go.
I took the fall semester off after Daddy died. I didn’t have the energy or the will to focus on school. In fact, I had several moments where I questioned whether or not to continue. Thankfully, as my grief lessened and I came to my senses, I remembered my promise to my dad.
While in the hospital, stabilized after his stroke, I told him that I had class that night, but that I would be back the next day to see him. I don’t know if he heard me, but I knew he was proud of me for going back to school after so many years. So that night I promised him I would finish.
Tonight was my first night back since then and it felt so good to be back. I missed it. I love learning. I love being surrounded by other adults also pursuing the completion of their degree. And I love my courses. Tonight, I’m so grateful for being back at school.