Leap of faith.

I wrote the final exam for my master’s degree when I was 8 months pregnant with my son. Yaya was 20 months old then and I remember trying to study at night before the exams, often I was too exhausted and  couldn’t even keep awake, let alone remember what I studied.

But I always wanted to study. It is not just for adding a row of alphabets after my name..it was a challenge to learn more.I felt the only person standing in front of me, preventing me from getting what I want is me. I live close to the Universities and I am eligible for HECS loan. Crazy as it sounds, I decided to go back to Uni and study again. I am doing my master’s degree majoring in Indigenous health.

I know it won’t be easy. I am 42 years old, I have three kids, up until now, I only had to handle work and home, now I must balance my studies, my work and my role as a mother. But sometimes, one need to take a leap of faith..Who knows where I will end up? But I won’t know that if I don’t take the leap right?.. So here I am.. all ready to study. ( again)

16 thoughts on “Leap of faith.

    • Bipin: My classmates are half my age and my professors are twice my age..so I am between the devil and the deep blue sea when it comes to college romance.. Pinney, half saree..athu shramichu nokkam..

        • MS: When I was growing up, my maternal grandmother would weave a flower that came in two colours. Orange and purple along with the mullappoo..do you know the name by any chance?

          • Anju: yup that is the one. I remember it used to come in two shades, purple and orange, both were used along with mullappoo. I think my maternal grandmother had the white colour Kanakambaram as well but my memory of her garden is 37 years old and I must be confusing it with some other plant.

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