Over the weekend I graduated with my Master’s degree. I never thought I’d ever get here so I’m pretty thrilled. I started my program in the fall of 2009 and then took a hiatus in the summer of 2010. I had wanted to return but family life was more of a priority at the time. Last summer, the university called me to tell me that if I wasn’t planning on continuing my degree, they would purge my file and I would have to reapply if I wanted to continue later. This would mean I would need to retake some classes. I had put so much time and effort into getting into the university that I didn’t know if I could do that again so I told them I’d continue now. The other thing was that I had wanted to continue a few years back but when I had looked at my program, I thought it had been discontinued. I told them my concern and they said it wasn’t discontinued. It was just under a different name.
At graduation, I learned that I was graduating with honors. I was surprised. I thought I had a B in one of my earlier classes in 2009, but it turns out, I didn’t. I had one A- but the rest were A’s. I know, this is such a small thing but it feels great for me because it was my goal to ace all my classes. In my undergraduate degree, I had so much going on that as hard as I tried to bring my grades up, it just wasn’t possible. So, I am very proud of myself that given the time and opportunity, I’m able to do exactly what I set out to accomplish.
Below, I tried to mimic a photo taken in May 2009 when my husband graduated with his Doctorate. The little girl (who’s not so little anymore, but still is) is my youngest.
This was a busy month with my sister’s wedding and my daughters attending a new dance studio and my oldest daughter’s first dance performance with the new studio dancers. I didn’t get a chance to take too many photos. In fact, I don’t think I took any photos with the DSLR aside from the photos for the fauxdori I made (photos on the craft blog). I did take a ton with my iPhone though but I have yet to decide if or when I should post those.
For the random photos this month I found some memorable photos from July 2009. It was the day I took my oldest, who was 7 at the time, to a Demi Lovato concert. I got her a VIP pass so she got to get up close with Demi during rehearsal and also took a couple of photos with her. On our way home, when we got home, we were pelted with shards of rain. It was painful and we were soaked to the bones just getting from the car to the house which was only a few yards walk (running and screaming for us that night). The concert was memorable though. Daughter loved every bit of it.
Daughter took the last photo above. She was in the pit and came running back to where I was seated, yelling, “Mom! Mom! Give me your camera! Give me your camera!!” I handed her the camera and she took that cool shot.
The photo challenge for week 9 was “memory.” I went with two that mean a lot to me: Dune by Christian Dior and the white orchid. Dune was given to me by a co-worker when I was about 21 years old and worked at a bank. She was a french lady with the cutest french accent. I visited her once at her lovely home and she gave me an advice I try to keep up with: Always make your bed because you don’t want your man to see it messy (something like that). She also gave me her Dune perfume. I told her I loved the scent and she offered it to me. The orchard was from my last job. I still miss that place and the people I worked with.
It took me 5 months to finish my Project Life January photos. What a relief!
Documenting life is very time consuming, but when I look back at the photos and the journaling, it puts a smile on my face. It’s weird to describe the feeling: kids grow, adults age, pets age, surroundings change, etc. There’s so much change all the time all around. We don’t realize how much change there is until we get the opportunity to sit down and think about it or flip through a photo book. This is so off topic but my 12-year-old can’t imagine a time when we didn’t have cell phones or computers. Yes, I grew up without a computer in my home until I was 18 years old, and then, it was only AOL chatrooms. I told daughter that when I was in middle school and high school, we had pagers. Well, I couldn’t afford a pager but my friends had pagers. It was the cool thing then. You’d carry this pager on your belt loop or something and it would either peep or vibrate which would prompt you to find a pay phone. Pay phone? LOL! Daughter has never seen one of those.
I was looking through a memory book I made in 89′-90′ and came upon a divider page in which I wrote song titles on. There were a couple of songs that I didn’t remember. One being “Call It Love” by Poco (above video). I actually still really like that song.
And, remember Georgio’s “I Don’t Wanna Be Alone”? I had no idea what that song even sounded like so I youtubed and voila, it all came back!