law school graduation- taking (and passing) the bar
- moving to Portland, (OR) (!!!)
Three years ago, I made a rather crazy decision to move from the Bay Area to Chicago with my 2 year old and start law school full-time. Over these past three years, I have felt overwhelmed and overjoyed, challenged and bored, exhausted and elated. Needless to say, it has been no walk in the park.
But I am also super excited. I feel like Superwoman. I can do anything! I know that this feeling will soon wane, but for the moment, I am going to milk it as long as I can. I am feeling creative and hopeful. And as silly as this may sound, I feel like a real grown-up.
Yet, there is a dismaying feeling though that the fact that I have proven to myself and others that I can do anything means that there are no more excuses. I cannot tell myself that I cannot do something because I'm a single mother. There is no longer a safety net of self-pity. Oddly enough, that is quite scary. But at the same time, it is empowering. That lofty dream of being a solo practioner? Not so far fetched anymore. Testing out the waters in the dating pool? Just might try it. Homeschooling? Absolutely! Having another kid? You betcha, when the stars align, AB's gonna be a big sister...eventually. :-)
I like to think that I have grown over the past three years. I am smarter and more confident. I have closed the door on past mistakes and dropped the baggage associated with those errors in judgement, but retained the all important lessons that came with the experience. I definitely feel that I am a better mom and overall a better person.
I am a law school graduate with an adorable 5 year old who is ready for kindergarten. She: reads, writes, counts to 100, skips, sings, speaks Spanish, identifies various flowers, has an insanely good memory, and is more amazing than I ever imagined. I feel like the walking definition of "blessed".
Mission Law School: Accomplished.
