On this continual journey to complete my Senior Project, many cares of life have come to block its completion. Just as a mother nurses, I feel the tug of work and home, and sometimes issues from other places play a major part. When I thought that I was going to dig deep into my project, here came something else to draw my attention, my thoughts. But, just as the student presses on, I must too.
Now, I work with some of the most intellectual, thought-provoking educators in the world, and sometimes that can be very intimidating. Every now and then, you may walk past my desk and, with such passion, one of those educators is sharing information on my topic. In my bedroom, I now sleep with books, and, when I put my feet to the floor in the morning, books are the first things I touch. These people want me to succeed and I need the students to understand that this is what educators want for them too.
Am I afraid? Yes! I am not afraid of failure, but I am afraid that I am going to learn so much information that I will not be able to do anything but go back to some school and complete the next step of my life. I feel like I am in a dark tunnel, but I press to see the light at the end. Pressing.