More Than a Piece of Paper
This week I learned that I have been accepted to a doctoral program at Mizzou. This is an idea I've been toying with for years, but there have always been reasons not to try -- wrong time, finances, a general fear of committing myself to something like this for so long. However, the reasons why finally outweighed the reasons why not; a combination of the right program at seemingly the right time presented itself and I decided to take the leap. Going back to school at this age is certainly not a novelty, but every time I groan as I get up from the floor makes me take a slight pause. I know physical and mental acuity don't exactly correlate, yet it's natural for me to wonder if I'm going to be the "non-traditional" student amongst my cohort. Do I even remember how to school? Being a teacher doesn't help, since we like to joke that we make the worst students. Even since the last time I've been in a graduate program I know expectations, technology, a...