In just fifteen days I will leave my job of seven and half years. In just over a month, I will matriculate as a Ph.D. student at Northeastern.
While I made these plans some time ago – starting the application process last fall and giving my notice in March – it’s just now starting to sink in as a real thing that’s happening.
I’ve made transition plans, I’m wrapping up projects. I’ve registered for courses, I’m looking for some sweet Lisa Franks.
Time is flying by.
It’s been over ten years since I was last a full time student; I hardly know what to expect.
I suspect it will be hard and challenging at times – if not, I’m probably doing it wrong. True learning is a worthy challenge.
I hope I’ll find my age an advantage – I’ve seen enough that I find little to panic about any more.
I think back on what I’d wish I’d known as an undergraduate – how to advocate for myself, how to find my own way, how to navigate the world that is academia. Those are skills I’ve learned since graduating, and they’re skill I’ll need in the coming years.
Most of all, I feel incredibly privileged.
I get to spend the next five (+?) years studying and learning. I get to spend the next five years growing and exploring and challenging myself. I’m sure some of it will be overwhelming and some of it will be mundane, but man, what an amazing opportunity.
When I was deciding whether to even apply to this program I found myself explaining – this is what I’d do if I won the lottery.
This is what I’d do if I won the lottery – and, while I didn’t win the lottery, I get to do it!