Spring has sprung, or has it? Here we are in the first week of May. The weather is still chilly and the nights are still cold. Spring has always been my favorite season for many reasons. The best part about spring to me is my birthday. Unfortunately, April's weather is all over the place. For example, one year on April 8th it was 81 degrees outside. However, the next day (which happens to me my birthday) only got up to 45 degrees. I was lucky enough that I was able to get out there the day before and walk with my girls in the sunshine.
These past few Springs have been entirely different for me because I have been going back to school, before going to school most of my springs for carefree and easy going. It is an entirely different scenario …show more content…
Henceforth, I never had to deal with finals—before college. I can safely say that it is a roller coaster ride. Sometimes I've got off of it with my guts still intact; other times I think I've thrown up my shoes. When I got that taste of success and those excellent grades, it made it all worthwhile. This spring has been a little rocky for me. Especially since I am taking classes online. It can be tough to separate schooling from your personal life. This is supposed to be my “Semester of redemption” due to last semester's huge, eye-opening, reality check class that is developmental psychology. I did not come out of my third semester very well. It was quite embarrassing as a matter of fact regarding my grade point average. I made the President's List in my second, but my third-semester departure was very heartbreaking. The bad grades were not due to a challenging curriculum. It was what I was learning about myself that hit me hard. If it had not been for Teresa Beacom, my college writing instructor, I would not be here today. She recognized my writing skills and gave me the encouragement to get back up, dust myself off and keep at it. I have become someone I am not familiar with anymore. I have never been this determined and dedicated. Never have I worked so hard in my life. I’ve pulled several all-nighters, sometimes two nights in a row. I have been so swept up in my studies, at times that I missed days with my family. Sometimes, I have to pause and look at myself and wonder, “Who are you, and what have you done with Bernadette?” I am stunned and amazed because this was not me in High School. I never knew I had any of this in
These past few Springs have been entirely different for me because I have been going back to school, before going to school most of my springs for carefree and easy going. It is an entirely different scenario …show more content…
Henceforth, I never had to deal with finals—before college. I can safely say that it is a roller coaster ride. Sometimes I've got off of it with my guts still intact; other times I think I've thrown up my shoes. When I got that taste of success and those excellent grades, it made it all worthwhile. This spring has been a little rocky for me. Especially since I am taking classes online. It can be tough to separate schooling from your personal life. This is supposed to be my “Semester of redemption” due to last semester's huge, eye-opening, reality check class that is developmental psychology. I did not come out of my third semester very well. It was quite embarrassing as a matter of fact regarding my grade point average. I made the President's List in my second, but my third-semester departure was very heartbreaking. The bad grades were not due to a challenging curriculum. It was what I was learning about myself that hit me hard. If it had not been for Teresa Beacom, my college writing instructor, I would not be here today. She recognized my writing skills and gave me the encouragement to get back up, dust myself off and keep at it. I have become someone I am not familiar with anymore. I have never been this determined and dedicated. Never have I worked so hard in my life. I’ve pulled several all-nighters, sometimes two nights in a row. I have been so swept up in my studies, at times that I missed days with my family. Sometimes, I have to pause and look at myself and wonder, “Who are you, and what have you done with Bernadette?” I am stunned and amazed because this was not me in High School. I never knew I had any of this in