This journal cover says it all. I was strolling through Barnes & Noble this evening when I saw it. I smiled and told myself to come back and buy it. So many times we can only think of what we're experiencing in the here and now, and find it very difficult to imagine a resolution. I've been there myself. Seeing these words added another stick to a small fire that's been smoldering in my mind for a few months now. You see, I'm seriously considering applying to grad school again. I've experienced the disappointment of rejection before because of my undergraduate academic record. A record that does not reflect my strong work ethic; my creativity; my way with words; my ambition; my inquisitiveness; and all that I've accomplished in the nearly 10 years since receiving my degree. What I want is a chance to free myself from the oppression, stigma, and shame of a low GPA. I know the odds are stacked against me but I want to receive affirmation that in this country, there is a such thing as a second chance for someone like me, particularly a second chance handed down by the powers that be in academia. I never lost my desire to achieve it. Wish me well. If I don't mention it again, it's either because I changed my mind, or I reached for the moon, but fell short and landed amongst the stars. But such is life. Some doors remain locked to force us to turn the knob of a door that is open and ready for us. My life will be wonderful with or without validation from a graduate program. But I really want it. And I will get it. One day.
To all you caterpillars out there clinging to your branches; wondering why things are the way they are; wondering if you'll ever get the opportunity to sprout wings and fly; just close your eyes and imagine it. For it may be your destiny. And you may be close to discovering it.
All the best, folks,
Jennifer
My, you do have an eye for book titles
ReplyDelete“just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly…”
Who wouldn’t stop, think and reflect.
I recall the last powerful book title that you posted.
“That Bird Has My Wings”.
This has become my private anthem.