What a feeling I had as I put the notecard together. One by one I found treasures in each book that I explored. The information seemed endless, and the conversation that I was having with different people about my driving question was remarkable. Nevertheless, at some point I hit an obstacle. I did not know what step was next to reaching the next portion of this paper. I was stuck in notecard purgatory.
I could fall back on the fact that I have been very busy and had no time to work on this paper, but that would not be all true. Somewhere between seventy cards, how would I achieve the last fifth-five cards? Where was the information I was seeking to do just that? Who was going to help me come out of this hole? So a few days ago, an alumna came by and we were talking about where she was in her life at this point. She told me she had not been in school for a while and was now going back. I asked her what it was she wanted to do when she came out of high school and she told me, but it was not what she was about to go back to school for. She then said, “Ms. Vessel, it is not what I want to do, but I have to start somewhere.” So that is where I am. Starting somewhere again. I may reach out for your help. Here I go again to completion.