It’s official. I am a graduate of Whatcom Community College. In February of 2014 I was laid off from my job and within a week, awkwardly enrolled at the local community college.
All I wanted to do was get my grades up so that the local university, Western Washington University, would consider me.
I had no idea how much would change with that decision. I had no idea how much I would lose and how much I would gain by simply saying “yes” to an education. Everything changed.
And here I am, standing at the end of it, taking a break until September when I go off to Durham or who knows, maybe Columbia or Harvard, with my final grades and a degree.
Saying “yes” was the best thing I could have done for myself. I am an honors student, a member of Phi Theta Kappa (for what it’s worth), an award winner, and a speaker at a national conference. I even get work with word in the Writing Center. I connected with amazing instructors and students who have had a great influence over my development and evolution of thought.
Man, and this is all just at the community college level.
Now to trudge through the next nine months to begin the next stage.