Usually summer means, hanging out in the evenings, drinking cold beer, music, and road trips. So far, this summer has not really included any of these things.
One night a few weeks ago, some friends did join me for Party on the Patio at Pepper's. Party on the Patio is usually a weekly event for me and my co-workers/friends. We usually stop working about 4:30pm on Wednesday afternoons and then go enjoy some cold beer or margaritas on the rocks at our local establishment's patio. The DJ starts about 5pm and by 8:30pm the party is hopping. It started the week of labor day or the week before that. I think my friends went the first week, but I was busy. The second week I went and was joined by 3 friends. I swore to only stay till about 7:30 but it was 10ish before we were leaving. We weren't ready for home, so we stopped by and another friend's backyard. Well, long story short, we stayed out way too late and had way to much fun. Since then, I nor my friend's have embarked on another Party on the Patio - maybe that will be the plan for this week.
As I think about this I am also thinking about how well deserved that fun is. I have been much to busy and productive to have been indulging in music, dancing, or road trips, My summer this far entailed a bunch of reading, thinking and analyzing. Yes, if you haven't guessed it, I am in summer school. I originally thought - ok, I will take two classes, keep up my rhythm and it shouldn't be so bad. I really kinda got mad that they were only offering one class that I needed over the summer semester. I went in to talk to an adviser and I am so grateful that I did. She was amazing! She mapped out all of my classes through the Spring of 2017. Then she handed me an application for graduation! Can you believe it?!?!?
(I was literally beside myself - it was everything I could do to hold back my tears sitting in her office as I asked questions in disbelief). Are you sure I need this now? I won't be done for a long time now (thinking like next December - especially since I can only take one class this summer). When the adviser informed me that I could graduate in December of 2016 with a Certificate of Employ-ability in HELPING RELATIONSHIPS I was dumbfounded. The adviser went on to say that in the Spring of 2017 I could graduate with my Associate Degree in HUMAN SERVICES. Upon hearing this I was like, "are you sure?" She showed me the plan and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. They just came streaming down my face. All of the frustration and self-doubt I had held on to; all of the laziness that prevented me from going back; all of the worries that my ADD would make school too hard - they all just dissolved into utter pride and confidence.
I remember filling out my application to go back to school a year ago in August. I remember having to write descriptions on the application about why I wanted to re-enroll and about why I had dropped out and what challenges faced me in the upcoming semester. I took those explanations very seriously and did a lot of honest soul searching while filling them out. I told my stories of easy learning coming from high school about how I didn't have to study and about how I just retained things. I wrote paragraphs on the struggle to be a 19 yr old single mother that couldn't return to school one semester due to complications from the birth of her son. That paragraph then talked about the struggles when I did go back and how being a single mom, working a full time and job and going to school were overwhelming and led to illness and resulted in me having to withdrawal from my classes and dropping out. I got to describe in depth my worry about my struggle with ADD and how it is over diagnosed, but yet it is a very real struggle in my daily life. I got to emphasize my victory over meth and also about the ill effect is left on my mind and mental soundness. All of these things then led up to the part where I got to express that I was ready. I was ready to go back, ready for the challenge, and about the need to go back. It is now a necessity. To be where I want to be in life
(and I am still not sure where that is), it is a need. I got to express that I am smart, that I am persistent, and that I am a thinker. I am a survivor and determined. I got to write about all of the reasons I will succeed and about those that love me and that will push me to succeed even when I am struggling or procrastinating.
So, here I am, sitting on my bed with my laptop in front of me, tears streaming down my face. I have just finished chapter five in an e-book called "Living With Art". I am so grateful to so many for my accomplishments. I am grateful to my boss that said "Jess, I want you to move up, I want you to grow, but you are as far as you can go without your degree". I am grateful to her for allowing me to rearrange my work schedule so that I can go to school and still work full-time. I am grateful to my friend who enrolled in classes beside me and when I found reasons not to go, she made me. She was a great accountability to me these last two semesters. I am grateful to my wife, who bought me my laptop when I started so that I can work well into the night on my assignments and fall asleep reading in my bed and not at some random desk. I am also grateful to her and to Brennen for understanding when I have to take time from "our time" to complete assignments or do tests. I am grateful that they are content with sitting beside me and watching tv or doing their own thing while I study. I am also so thankful that Amber lets me tell her about my assignments in way too much detail and then listens as I read her my papers umpteen times before I turn them in. I am thankful to my mom and Scotty that understand when I can't come hang out because I have homework or who understand when I can only play 6 games of marbles on Father's Day (instead of 12 - ha ha) so I have time to fit everything in. I am also grateful for my friends that don't get mad when I turn down their invitations or who understand if they invite me over and I pull out my laptop. I am very thankful for them that give me a place to study besides my bedroom. I am so overjoyed when I come across people in my everyday life that instead of saying "oh, just an associates" or "barely and associates" they respond with "that's awesome"! I will never forget the first time that happened.
We were in the car headed to Ruidoso. Shane, Krinna, and I were headed to a concert. We were telling stories and getting to know one another. We started talking about me going to school. I said something to the effect of it "only being an associate's degree" and Shane called me out. He stopped me mid-sentence and reminded me that ANY accomplishment is awesome and worthy of enthusiasm. He got on to me for down playing what I was doing. In that very brief moment he made me realize, that any goal I set for myself and and any step I take towards that goal is awesome and worthy of pride. It is those small things that have made me the student I am now. The things that Amber does when I am worried about a test, or a project, or a grade. She reminds me, "you know you are smart" "you know you do well", "you know you have worked hard", "you got this".
Lastly, I am grateful for the confidence and the knowledge that I have when I tell my (almost) 17 year old Senior in High School, "You need to go to college". When he asks why I can tell him with expertise all of the reasons. It is all of the reasons that I knew before I went back, but it is also all of the reasons I now KNOW and UNDERSTAND.
So, tomorrow I will begin Chapter 6 in my Art Appreciation book and will trudge through this 16 week semester crammed into an 8 week summer course. I will explore my avenues for my upcoming practicum (working 20 hrs a week for experience instead of pay) in the Fall this week. I will also do new and creative things at work and will find time for my spouse, son, friends,and family. These things I know, because this is where I am.