I love higher ed. I have a ridiculous adoration for the entire industry that taught me most of what I know. Higher ed changed my adult life in every single way. I'm not walking at commencement tomorrow. I obviously have some feels about that, or I would not have returned to this space that I… Continue reading On Not Walking….
I have a lot of feels about completing graduate school. Lots and lots of feels. There are several posts I should write: Was your grad degree worth it? (Yes, absolutely. I use it everyday.) How's your debt? (Way less than a house, more than a Civic... almost manageable.) Would you choose the same path? (No,… Continue reading Finishing Goals: What Completing Ten Years of Work Feels Like
I had one of those evenings where everyone eats dinner, and uses kind words. We laughed, we read stories... we loved. Our summer was more than a little chaotic, and as change is on the horizon, I know I am slowly giving more of them to the world, and less of them will be at… Continue reading Giving Them to a World I Don’t Trust
I had a mix of public and catholic education. I attended several school districts. I can count on one hand how many successful schooling experiences I had in my k-12 years. I repeated second grade because I started kindergarten at 4, and moved districts, and I was "too young" to enter third grade in the… Continue reading Schooling: Why it holds my soul, and why I’ll protect my tiny humans from my own experience, because it’s super important.
The loss is nuanced, and people will think I’m completely insane for mourning this kind of loss. Today, I let “Zoning Is Sexy” Finn walk away. I made a choice to let “Mama” Finn and “Professional” Finn thrive. I watched the opportunity for independent quantitative research walk out of the room. Background (I tell undergrads… Continue reading Saying Goodbye to The Academy, Again.
I have reached that brutal point in my semester where I am convinced I will not make it. Why, because it's hard. Every semester ebbs and flows along a familiar shore line. It's hurrican season. I forgot my raincoat. I have spent a total of fifteen semesters (including failed attempts) as a student. The total… Continue reading The Semester Timeline of A Student
What happens when I am afraid of the next step? When I am actively deciding the next choice, but the decision feels required; I live in a reality of several expectations: I have to provide for my tiny humans (I do not do this alone.) I have to make effectual change for those who are… Continue reading Questioning the academy with courage.