I don’t want to brag … but I kinda do.
A piece of paper might seem like a meager reward for six of the hardest years of my life. Perhaps some would say it was not worth it at all. Or that I should not too readily admit to just how long it took me to get this particular arrangement of letters attached to my name.
But I don’t care about that right now. Because more than anything, this is the tangible proof that I made it through. And I didn’t always think I would.
So thanks for sticking through with me … the blog has been an important, if at times neglected, source of support, community, and relaxation.
ETA: I know it makes me sound like a supreme cheese master, but really: I don’t know if I could have done it without this very non-academic outlet. Knitting — and a forum in which to share the fruits of my wooly labor with other like-minded individuals — really made the difference in an otherwise isolated and isolating couple of years. Yay for (internet) fiber friends!
Frau Magister is where it’s at for this evening.