Back 2 School…

It has been a minute guys & the excitement running through my soul when I blog is always so much more deeper than you think. As for many of us 2022 started with a bang, many people sick around us, and if you dwell on the news (forget about it) the statistics will drain you, and even discourage you from those new, or prior goals that were left on the back burner. My father’s passing had taken a toll on me April of 2021. He passed in the middle of finals, and as I shared before it was the hardest ever to finish what I had started that semester, to the point that I took a break the following semester, for better or worse it felt like it was what I needed at the time, although, somewhere half way through I regretted it, because school, homework, goals, surrounding myself with like-minded souls also keeps my mind busy, motivated, and pushing. I was second guessing the whole thing, my reasons why, especially since anyone can wonder, and even question why I go to school, since I won’t be applying anywhere when I am finally done, as a business owner, but I am so glad that slowly but surely I was able to clear my mind & soul, and remind myself why I do what I do, why I go so hard toward each goal, and graduating is no different. As a mother I go to school to be an example to my daughters and grandchildren, but as a woman, I go to school to prepare myself for the future within the field I love so much (helping others), to evolve as a human being, to grow, to expand my vocabulary, and equip myself as much as possible with the necessary tools to make the kind of mark I have always dreamed of in the world before my time comes. Today, as I sat for hours in person going back and forth with every department to ensure I can begin classes this semester, as I waited in the lobby being my natural self, giving other women advice and motivation, as they were also contemplating whether or not to return, because of their own personal issues, and they so genuinely thanked me, it was confirmation that I was exactly where I was supposed to be, doing exactly what I love to do. Grateful to God for the strength & determination, because sadness/stress will lie to you, and the hardest part be walking in. I did it guys, I asked for help & I am looking forward to the insanity of another semester. Sharing for those who may be debating still, worried about what might not be, instead of pushing to make things happen. I leave you with one of my father’s favorite sayings to me “Life is not meant to be easy, it is meant to be lived”. God Bless.