Last night was the final night of my second to last grad school course. Can you believe it? Am I really, finally, almost officially done with grad school? For awhile there, it was seemingly beginning to feel like this time may never come. And now that it’s so close? I’m beyond excited, but a part of me is also a teeny bit sad. Is that strange? Probably. I have a love/hate relationship with school, but all in all, I love it, and as I grow older, I’m learning that I love and appreciate it even more than I ever even realized. I’m so nerdy, I legitimately love to learn. I truly enjoy going to class every week. Some nights, outside of class, I’m not so fond of doing so much paper writing and studying, but the more that I get to focus on the aspects that I truly enjoy, the less I mind any of that. I have a feeling I’m not actually going to know what to do with myself once I’m done with school which will be a big adjustment, but one which I think I will happily welcome, for at least a little while anyway. Depending on what the next few months may bring my way, I’m actually considering the possibility of furthering my education even more. Yup. I said it. I really didn’t think I would. I don’t know if that entails another masters degree, of which I’ve got a couple of program options in mind, or maybe something even more than that? Every day I think I know what I want my future to hold, but other days, I have even brighter ideas. But you know what? God’s plan is greater than mine, and I’m going to keep doing what I’m doing, but I’m going to leave the master plan up to him and trust what he’s got in store for me. Whatever it is, I know it must be good. Right now, the biggest thing that I think I will miss about being so involved in my grad school program is getting to work together with the awesome people I’ve had the opportunity to meet on so many group collaborations over these last couple of years. My mind has worked in ways I’ve never dreamed imaginable, and I’ve been lucky enough to work with some pretty incredible people too. What I do know is that I have one week of ‘spring break’ (from school that is which means one week off of studying and paper writing) and then starts my final (for now) nine weeks of school. I’m beginning to feel fairly confident that May will be here before we know it, and I’m excited for what’s to come. New adventure awaits. Bring. It. On.