2/23
So the day after I write the 'defeated' post, I get the email I've been wait for for over five years, and working towards for ten. Accepted to a PhD program - with funding! I still have five schools out there to hear from, but with one in the pocket, I have little to worry about! I can't tell you the relief that it is. The weight on my shoulders that was alleviated, the pressure on my brow that waned the pure sense of victory that I felt at that very moment. I'll probably always remember exactly where I was when it happened. Coming back from a delivery, I dipped into that horrid coffee chain to catch a quick moment of wifi and download my emails for whenever a moment arose. I've been obsessively waiting for word from programs, so I quickly ran through the emails for anything. I see Fred Deyo - I know that name - Binghamton I think, and right underneath it in the subject heading it says congratulations and then sociology under it in the body. I of course didn't register it right away. It didn't add up, something impossible to happen was trying to compute as happening in my head, but my head wouldn't let it. lol. Yeah, that's pretty much as it seemed. Discombobulated, out of order. I opened it, and there it was. You've "been accepted...with funding". Ahhhh... even reliving the moment right now feels so empowering and enlivening I'm getting chills down my spine. It is the final sense of accomplishment for a long road. I know I will do fine in a program, but I had yet to be able to convince anyone to give this old dyslexic football player a shot at the big time! But here it is, time to run with it! We'll see what the other schools say and how Ljubljana plays out, but I know I'll be somewhere come September - and it won't be delivering groceries in NYC!! :)
So the day after I write the 'defeated' post, I get the email I've been wait for for over five years, and working towards for ten. Accepted to a PhD program - with funding! I still have five schools out there to hear from, but with one in the pocket, I have little to worry about! I can't tell you the relief that it is. The weight on my shoulders that was alleviated, the pressure on my brow that waned the pure sense of victory that I felt at that very moment. I'll probably always remember exactly where I was when it happened. Coming back from a delivery, I dipped into that horrid coffee chain to catch a quick moment of wifi and download my emails for whenever a moment arose. I've been obsessively waiting for word from programs, so I quickly ran through the emails for anything. I see Fred Deyo - I know that name - Binghamton I think, and right underneath it in the subject heading it says congratulations and then sociology under it in the body. I of course didn't register it right away. It didn't add up, something impossible to happen was trying to compute as happening in my head, but my head wouldn't let it. lol. Yeah, that's pretty much as it seemed. Discombobulated, out of order. I opened it, and there it was. You've "been accepted...with funding". Ahhhh... even reliving the moment right now feels so empowering and enlivening I'm getting chills down my spine. It is the final sense of accomplishment for a long road. I know I will do fine in a program, but I had yet to be able to convince anyone to give this old dyslexic football player a shot at the big time! But here it is, time to run with it! We'll see what the other schools say and how Ljubljana plays out, but I know I'll be somewhere come September - and it won't be delivering groceries in NYC!! :)
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