And perhaps it’s finally over. Days, weeks, hours spent reading, noting, observing and learning new information to achieve a simple “pass/no pass”| initials after your name.. is now in the past. The test is now.. in my past. And as I sit here typing.. blurbing all the things that my mind is just bursting itself to say… I still have to wait. Wait for the results of that awful test that caused me stress, worry, gave me the panic that I soon wish to forget and yet be reminded that all of the hard work and effort really did matter. It really did make a difference. My years in college definitely gave me many experiences that I will never forget. Those experiences, both good and bad, were lessons that truly tested me. They gave me challenges that I hope will soon prepare me for the life ahead of me. But yet, again, I worry that perhaps this one test… will not allow me to become what I’ve been working hard to do. Perhaps this test… will give me the results that will tell me… “Sorry hun, but this is not for you”. But yet again, I wonder whether those words… are the ones that I’ve been wanting to hear. Perhaps those words are the words that I’ve been waiting for. Perhaps I’m really destined for another path? Or maybe I’m suppose to go on both paths at the same time.
So many questions so little time..
