I feel like I’m still moving forward. It’s really weird, even though it’s also just normal stuff. My world has really been so turned upside down by losing J that “normal” now feels strange.
I applied for a few long-term freelance jobs yesterday, just in case my other work opportunities don’t come through.
I reached out to one of my former professors and asked him if he’d be willing to write a letter of recommendation for me for grad school. I have to admit that always feels so weird because I attended undergrad so long ago.
I gave him a brief refresher of who I was and let him know I went on to get my undergrad degree in sociology and graduated magna cum laude. And I gave a recap of what I’ve been doing since graduation (which actually didn’t sound as lame as it really is, lol) and told him what my goals are now. So we’ll see what he says in response.
Fingers crossed that he agrees to write it. I had previously reached out to my stats prof and I thought her recommendation would carry more weight because she was the department head. She said she did remember me but she didn’t follow through on writing the letter.
I’m actually really excited about grad school, just because it’s the only route to becoming a therapist and that’s really what I want to do. But not everybody supports me and some are even trying to talk me out of taking on more student loan debt.
And I get that concern; I really do. I’m at an age where a lot of people are looking ahead to retirement. But I feel like I’m just getting started on doing some work that feels meaningful to me. I’ve already had a glimpse of retirement on disability and frankly it wasn’t awesome and I got bored long ago.
I went to two grocery stores with Dyl yesterday and spent a bunch of money, mostly on plants (since he’s taking up patio gardening) and veggies. We’re trying to eat semi-vegan. None of us eats much at a time but we all feel better when we’re semi-vegan.
We’re slowly settling into a new normal. It’s different for sure but I think it’s going to be alright.