Today, it begins: the first day of the next two years. At 4:00 eastern time, I start my master's in professional writing and editing.
Two years ago, I was making the decision to wait on graduate school. In fact, two years ago today, I was one and a half months into my position at the Ashton School of Santo Domingo. I had five classes of Dominican children who disliked me (they came around eventually, but it took them awhile), and I was just starting to explore the country.
One year ago, I was leaving the Dominican Republic, returning to Boise for a few weeks, and then headed off to Vietnam. And it was six months ago that my husband and I left Vietnam and returned to the States, leaving a region we fell in love with...but jobs we did not.
In a way, graduate school feels like a temporary stasis of travel. That's fine--expected, even. But I will miss that part of my life, and I will certainly miss the weekend trips, adventures, and even the danger.
So, today, I re-enter the world of academia. But this time, it's on my terms: the program is exactly what I need and want to further my goals and career, and I think that the next two years will be rather pleasant, if not a little ordinary.
Here's to the next two years!