Well, I did it. I completed a Bachelor of Science in Environmental Studies from Northeastern University over this past weekend. My last day of class was Saturday, June 27, 2015. I finished. That statement alone is so chock full of good stuff. It holds within its two words the multitudes of I can’t and I’m overwhelmed and How will I ever finish this?
Some who are close to me know the meaning behind my thoughts today. I can say with fair certainty that I almost never finish anything. I started college three times. THREE (3) times. One of those times, I started on a journey to earn a certificate in Massage Therapy, only to withdraw with one term left to go (a huge regret, but another story). I have attempted pursuit of several degrees—one time I was planning to be a chemical engineer; one time I was going to be a nuclear researcher; one time I was going to be a math teacher; one time I was going to be a massage therapist. Now I am an Environmental Scientist. Well, I earned a degree in the field, anyway, so I am calling myself an Environmental Scientist. I earned it.
There have been very few finishes for my many starts in life. I used to think of myself as one who “never finishes anything.” I don’t say or think that anymore. In fact, I have learned some things about myself that I could not identify earlier in my life. I have become determined. I am persistent. I am driven. I could go on, really. There are many more character traits that have developed in ways I did not imagine possible until I did it.
So, I finished. I really finished something. I have to wait for that beautiful piece of paper to arrive in the mail, but I finished. Just in case you didn’t know it yet, I finished.