It took me a long time to work up the courage to actually apply to a graduate program. I was a busy mother of three school aged children and an active volunteer. My days were busy, but going back to school had always been my dream.
I was excited to get accepted and so proud when I graduated. And with honors! My fellow students were half of my age.
And I think I was equally proud of the fact that I was able to “keep the trains running on time” at home. There were plenty of carry-in dinners for sure, and lots of tasks got delegated but everything that needed to get done got done while I was studying and writing papers and taking exams. I worked hard, but never dreamed I could hold it all together and even graduate cum laude.
After my graduation we took the kids to an Italian restaurant. I was excited, happy and so proud.
My husband’s only remark was, “I think I’ll have the lasagne.” He then looked around the table and asked, “What do you all want?” The kids got busy choosing foods from the menu. There was no toast, no mention of my graduation by my husband. A night I will never forget.