2 1/2 weeks in and taking another leap
I may have to bolt inside at any moment due to the very ominous dark gray clouds slowly making their way towards me, but for now, I'm enjoying my lunch break at one of the many outdoor spaces gracing the New Science Building (Yeah...no cool name yet. It's just "the new science building". Very original).
So here we are, 2.5 weeks- approximately- into this new gig of mine, a split position between two departments in the College of Science at EKU. In the 4 jobs I've covered on this blog space (yeah, I can't believe it either!), this one has definitely been the easiest transition. I guess it helps that I've been at Eastern before, and am familiar with many of the policies and programs and ins and outs. I have a lot more responsibility in my current role, and I like that! I feel that my skills are well-used, and everything new that I have learned so far- and it's been a lot!- doesn't feel overwhelming or out of my skill set. Everyone, in both departments, has been nothing short of accommodating and welcoming. They're understanding of my situation, being in two departments. I'm grateful...really, really grateful, for this door God has opened for me. For the first time in what feels like months, I feel fulfilled at my place of work, although that doesn't go without saying that I felt fulfilled in all my previous positions.
And now, the leap!
It started probably sometime late last fall; this "itch", this calling to go further in this career path of working in higher education. I started thinking about graduate school, more specifically, a unique Master of Arts program here at Eastern. My then-supervisor went through the program a few years ago and said I'd be a good fit. I mulled it over, prayed about it, and then earlier this year, in April I went for it and applied! I didn't get in. I somewhat expected it and somewhat didn't; thinking I'd be "provisionally" accepted at a bare minimum, I was denied because I didn't meet the GPA requirements. I reached out to a few folks and after I didn't hear anything, I felt...defeated. Like, maybe I'd gotten this "itch" all wrong. Maybe grad school wasn't in the cards for me.
Oddly enough, after leaving my interview for this very job I have now, I stopped by the grad school and explained my situation. I'll spare the details, but the short version is all hope is most definitely not lost. So the leap: taking a placement test. I'm shooting for the fall of this year, and, if all goes well after that, starting school in the spring.
I haven't had any sort of exam in six years, so me feeling anxious is an understatement. But I feel confident moving forward, and regardless, God will make a way. I believe He will. So I guess now I need to start studying...
So here we are, 2.5 weeks- approximately- into this new gig of mine, a split position between two departments in the College of Science at EKU. In the 4 jobs I've covered on this blog space (yeah, I can't believe it either!), this one has definitely been the easiest transition. I guess it helps that I've been at Eastern before, and am familiar with many of the policies and programs and ins and outs. I have a lot more responsibility in my current role, and I like that! I feel that my skills are well-used, and everything new that I have learned so far- and it's been a lot!- doesn't feel overwhelming or out of my skill set. Everyone, in both departments, has been nothing short of accommodating and welcoming. They're understanding of my situation, being in two departments. I'm grateful...really, really grateful, for this door God has opened for me. For the first time in what feels like months, I feel fulfilled at my place of work, although that doesn't go without saying that I felt fulfilled in all my previous positions.
And now, the leap!
It started probably sometime late last fall; this "itch", this calling to go further in this career path of working in higher education. I started thinking about graduate school, more specifically, a unique Master of Arts program here at Eastern. My then-supervisor went through the program a few years ago and said I'd be a good fit. I mulled it over, prayed about it, and then earlier this year, in April I went for it and applied! I didn't get in. I somewhat expected it and somewhat didn't; thinking I'd be "provisionally" accepted at a bare minimum, I was denied because I didn't meet the GPA requirements. I reached out to a few folks and after I didn't hear anything, I felt...defeated. Like, maybe I'd gotten this "itch" all wrong. Maybe grad school wasn't in the cards for me.
Oddly enough, after leaving my interview for this very job I have now, I stopped by the grad school and explained my situation. I'll spare the details, but the short version is all hope is most definitely not lost. So the leap: taking a placement test. I'm shooting for the fall of this year, and, if all goes well after that, starting school in the spring.
I haven't had any sort of exam in six years, so me feeling anxious is an understatement. But I feel confident moving forward, and regardless, God will make a way. I believe He will. So I guess now I need to start studying...
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