"I work 48 hours per week and attend SNHU full-time. I'm not Superwoman."
I quit high school in the 12th grade. I guess that's where this story starts. My parents and high school guidance counselor agreed to allow me to withdraw as long as I received my GED and started classes at my local community college immediately. I complied, but there were protest rallies to go to, art shows to see, obscure books to read. My college career didn't last very long, and I soon found myself floating from job to job, but getting by. Then came love, marriage, two children and a host of other jobs. I've been a nanny, a preschool teacher, a floral designer, a real estate assistant, and a freelance graphic designer — a real "jack-of-all-trades."
My husband was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, and it became clear that I would soon be responsible for the majority of the family's financial support. I applied to nursing school because it offered a stable career with only an associate degree. It was the most difficult three years of my life, but I finished and have been working as a registered nurse for seven years. There are aspects of nursing that I love, but I came to the realization that it was never my dream. So, at 39, I returned to school - this time, for myself.
I'm at SNHU pursuing my bachelor's in communication, specializing in professional writing. I'm hoping to combine my science and medical knowledge with communication and writing skills to become a medical writer.
I work 48 hours per week and attend SNHU full-time. I'm not Superwoman. I'm often exhausted and sometimes ask myself if it's really all worth it, but I know that it is. My kids are now finishing high school and preparing to start college. I want my kids to see that you may not be able to change the past or control everything about the present, but you can work toward the future that you want. You never have to settle. You were meant for amazing things, so get busy being amazing.