a new direction |

Okay, I know February is quite literally a short month, but we are just flying through it. Can you believe it's almost spring? Our cold weather spurts are becoming fewer and shorter. Target has their outdoor patio displays in full swing, and clothing racks are packed with light weight pastels and the promise of warmer (okay, much hotter) days.

While spring time brings me so much happiness, said happiness will soon be laced with a thread of anxiety. As March rolls around, so do graduate school acceptances (...and rejections). While I'm a firm believer in the law of attraction and keeping a positive, optimistic outlook, I am also a realist at my root.

I've worked my ass off since I quit my job last April, and in the next couple of months, I'll be finding out if it was really worth it all. Quitting a hefty salary and going back to serving, dropping hundreds of dollars on a standardized test, going back to school, spending late nights at the library, spending even more money on graduate school applications, burning through my savings - it all comes down to the next few months, and those next few months start in March.

That being said, regardless of any outcome, I'm proud of myself. I quit the job I didn't love for something that felt more fulfilling. I've worked so hard and come so far, and it's crazy for me to think it's been almost a year since I began the journey.

Whether I'm accepted to all the schools I applied to, or even if I'm not accepted to any at all, I know in my heart that it will have been worth the fight. It's something I truly didn't think I was strong enough (or, frankly, smart enough) to do, but I did, and I am.

So with the change of seasons will come a new direction. And by that I mean I'll finally have some direction. I'll know the next step in my path. What a wild ride it's been.