Tuesday Morning, 7:05am, 39 degrees. As I parked this morning I sat for a few moments and looked at the Professional Development Building on the Venice Campus. I took a few seconds to think about all the times I’ve sat in my car, looking at that building. I am reminded of how many emotional spaces I have been through, sitting in that same spot, over the past year or so at SCF. You might think, from reading my blogs, that all my time at SCF has been nothing but perfect. As I’ve mentioned before, nothing is ever perfect. Like most of us, I was not only attending school, but I was also living my life outside of school. That part comes with it is own set of challenges. There were a few times I thought I might not make it. Times when I questioned if I really wanted to go through it. Times when I thought the personal things in my life were too crazy, and I couldn’t possibly focus on school. Those pivotal decision moments are different for everyone. If I can give any advice it would be this
It’s easy to let frustration and chaos disrupt you life plan. It’s easy to give into the mode of “I don’t care, I’ve got too much going on in my life to worry about this class,” thinking. What is not easy is making the choice, because we ALL HAVE THEM, to keep things in perspective. Take the time to step back, and try to not be reactionary. Chaos is temporary; making a life changing decision based on something temporary is simply foolish, and there is no way to sugarcoat it.
There are a few people I need to thank:
Thank you Dr. Ford, for your guidance, and encouragement.
Thank you Michelle, for your friendship and amazing sense of humor (you’ve kept me sane more than you know!)
Thank you Kathy Snyder (who is no longer at SCF) for always taking care of myself, and all the other Veterans on Campus!
Thank you Jeff Snyder, for continuously striving to improve student life!
Thank you SCF Venice Campus, for graciously welcoming the newly formed “Veterans Exchange.”
And of course, thanks to my parents, for their unconditional support of my endeavors.
I’m calling it a wrap, but I think I might be seeing you all again.