I Don’t Know Why You Say Goodbye, I Say Hello
Monday, December 7th, 2009Three and a half years… What can you really accomplish in three and a half years? Is it a lot of time? A little time? A beginning? An end? A lifetime?
Almost four years ago I made a decision that took my life on a new course. It’s not the first time I’ve made a choice that set my world in motion, and I know it won’t be the last, but, as is often the case in situations like these, I had no idea of the impact the decision was about to make on my life. After all, it was just grad school, right??
Looking back now from a vantage point where I can survey the whole valley, mere days away from graduation, I can see that my decision to go back to school and embark on a new path of graduate study has made a huge positive change in my life.
The other night I pulled out the Educational Biography I wrote my first semester in ADLT 601. As I read through it, I was amazed at how different I am now, yet how I’m still me. Actually, it’s more like Me on steroids. Me with a little more “oomph.” And I started thinking about how I got from point A to point B…
Like navigating any new territory, we start at the beginning and work our way forward. The Adult Learner class was my induction into the theory and framework of adult learning. (the “hooks” Dr. Carter talks about…) I made some new friends both in class and in books. (Cue Erica’s BFF Marvin Weisbord…this is where the love story began…)
And with each subsequent class I took, my knowledge and experience grew stronger, enabling me to apply myself more at work and explore the direction I wanted to go. Because I work in the role of a training manager (and previously a trainer), so many of the things we learned in class were directly related to my job. I never had a lack of material for papers. I could always make connections between school and work. This really helped me internalize all the theory and rhetoric. I had so much opportunity for practice!
As I worked my way (slowly) through the program, I took things one step at a time, and it seemed like now matter what step I was at, it was exactly where I was supposed to be. I took Program Planning at a time when I was developing a new curriculum at work. Consulting Skills helped me gain the confidence and experience to “get a seat at the table” for a big project. I took the Learning Disabilities class at a time when I needed to deal with someone at work with an LD. The progression of my career always seemed to reinforce what I was learning about in class. And along the way, I’ve had the opportunity to work with extremely talented classmates and dedicated faculty.
Some random, stream-of-consciousness highlights of my time in the program: Tim playing the flute in Org Learning, eating Suliman’s wife’s baklava in Change Strategies, Erica navigating the construction of our class Cmap, exploring the Student Center on a field trip scavenger hunt in Instructional Strategies, being forced to listen to a crazy talking mandolin song at Gallery 5 with Andrea for our WRIR Capstone project, participating in Carmen’s Islands of Chaos, meeting with C3 at the Grapevine to begin forming, storming and norming, consulting with stones, wondering if I was ever going to finish yet another paper…
I’ve come a long way in three and a half years. I’ve gotten married, I’ve had a baby, I’ve received two promotions, I’ve made it through 13 classes… But most importantly, I’ve grown as a person, both personally and professionally. My accomplishments have given me the confidence that comes from experience.
And now it’s all about to come to the big finale…graduation. Strangely enough, after all this, I won’t even be at the graduation ceremony. When I made plans months ago to fly to Boston for a family event (and a Patriots game the day after!), it didn’t even dawn on me that it was the same weekend as graduation. When I did wise up, it didn’t phase me at all. Sure, I’d like to be there, but it’s not earth-shattering. It’s just a long, boring ceremony.
I was surprised about a month ago when it hit me like a ton of bricks. I’m going to miss my graduation. I didn’t realize how much it would mean to me to be there. To see the culmination of all my hard work. To be with my classmates and professors one last time. To celebrate our successes. My fellow graduates kindly declared they would take a photo at graduation in the “missing man” formation (which by the way, I hope is not literal since I am already terrified of flying and convinced I am going to crash and burn this weekend…), which meant a lot to me. Although I won’t be there in person next Saturday, I will certainly be there in spirit.
As I sit here tonight, typing the last few words of my grad school career, it’s easy to feel a little melancholy at the closing of a chapter in my life. But isn’t every end just a new beginning?
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