So at the age of 32 years old I completed my Bachelors Degree. My degree was one of the things that I always knew I wanted, but never really wanted to give up the time to get. Kind of like when you want to lose 5 lbs to fit into those jeans a little better, but you really don’t know if giving up the Oreo’s is worth it. After all, I had a good job, good enough anyway. I had a two year old for goodness sake! When would I have time for school? Then one day I found myself applying to Liberty University Online.
Fast forward three long, trying, and rewarding years later, and I have my degree. A very expensive piece of paper that says I’m smarter, and should get paid more. Sure. Do I have regrets? Not really. Am I glad I did it? Absolutely. Am I glad it’s over? Dang right! I honestly don’t think I could have done it without help from my husband. There were many, many nights and weekends that he was a single Dad while I sat for hours at the dining table doing projects and studying for exams.
So now that’s it all a very vivid memory, what’s next? Lots of prayers and applications.