Four years ago I was not in a good place. I had self-doubts higher than I could have ever imagined. Nothing made sense to me, but education was what I was used to so I rolled with it. I had no expectations for college. I am a first-generation college student. My parents kind of had an idea of what college was like on the inside, but never really understood the ramifications of my experience.
As I write this, I am uber-reflective of the past four years. I have gone through very rewarding and amazing ups, but have also endured downs that in the moment, made me re-evaluate everything.
Nothing and I truly mean nothing could have prepared me for the life that I am about to live. Graduate school happens a year from now, and I am here writing personal statements while simultaneously blogging to help get the creative (yet academic, intellectual, and scholarly) juices flowing. I know now that I want to be a professional within Higher Education and Student Affairs. How I got to this point? A series of intentional and progressive actions that I chose to find my passion.
I am beyond grateful for everyone and every experience I have had that reaffirmed my passion, made me angry about the field, and challenged me to fight the obstacles. Without them, I would not be able to confidently say this is where I want to be. This is where I am supposed to be.
This past summer I had the amazing experience to work with people who share that same passion. Call me crazy, but being around people who share the same goals, passion, and initiatives is absolutely terrifying at first. I loved my experience and would not change me going, but it also reiterated the fact that there are some things that need to change in Higher Education.
I am good where I am right now professionally. Personally, I am working on that too. Some day it will all fall into place, but until then I will be sure to enjoy the journey.