Something to Prove...

This semester  I have been determined to just be perfect.  I want to wow everyone.  I think the need comes out of pure frustration in the English Masters in Creative Writing there are many students who are parents and do wonderfully.  Of course most of those are male students.  There are handful of moms with older kids and even a smaller handful with one young child.  Yet my program has made it clear there are no mothers with three very small children other than me.

There have been in the past but they rarely stuck through it.  I've had other professors tell me that this is just something I do to stay busy.  I've had others tell me with everything going on in my life (such as my mothers passing) perhaps this isn't the time.

So this semester I'm taking zero prisoners.  I'm determined to not just keep up with peers but exceed. I want to exceed other's expectations and set a new precidence.  I've got just another semester of my masters but than I start the PhD.  I'm determined to show during this time that it doesn't matter I'm on chemo, have young kids, work a regular job (and a not so regular job), or anything else.  That anybody with talent and determination can do whatever somebody with more ideal circumstances can do.  I'm doing this for myself, and for other women who might come after me, but moreover I'm doing this for my daughter.  Hopefully one day she won't be looked at as handicapped by having a family, or anything else but rather be treated as an equal peer.