6 down, 2 to go

Semesters, that is. Slowly but surely the end is coming. I am so looking forward to finally having a job I enjoy. It has been difficult at times to believe I would make it, but I am starting to think it will really happen.

I am enormously thankful for the wonderful support I have received from my family and friends. When I doubted myself, especially my lasting power, there was always someone there to offer support and encouragement. Thank you for not giving up on me when I wanted to give up on myself.

There has been lots of negativity too: "Why do you want to go through all that at your age? It's too late to change now." (What does age have to do with wanting to enjoy life?!) And snickers and smart remarks about how long it is taking me because I can't afford to attend school full-time. And a common question: "Why in the world do you want to be a librarian?" (That one I understand though, because it's not a profession everyone would love, but it is right for me and that's what is important.) Sometimes the smirks and the incredulity get me down, but I am buoyed by the friends who care. I know I would not have persevered on my own.

So thanks again to those of you who spread hope and joy to the lives of others. It has made a difference to me and I hope I can emulate your kindness.