Behind Bearings




"Hold on, Let me get my bearings."
--My Mother



Growing up I heard this idiom quite often.  As a child, I had no idea what bearings were, or why my mother would, at times,  be in search of them. I did however learn quickly that once this phrase was spoken, the expectation was to sit quietly until otherwise advised to speak.  Typically this was spoken in reference to when she was driving in a new area, and needed a minute  (to put it bluntly) figure out where the hell she was, how she got there, and how to get to where she intended to go.

This metaphor seems to fit well with where I am in my own life right now.  I jumped on a path at the age of 18, by deciding to major in psychology.  As I quickly learned, a Bachelor's degree in psychology is quite useless, but decided to stay on course, and opted instead for 7 years of post-secondary education.  I am currently on the brink of obtaining my final degree, an Education Specialist (Ed.S.) in School Psychology. This summer (2013) I will finally be a full-time certified School Psychologist.

Unfortunately, there is no magic phrase that I can shout, that will allow me a moment of silence from the world around.  My early twenties were completely consumed with graduate school, as I began my graduate program just two months after turning 21.  So unlike others my age, this allowed little time for self-exploration and quite honestly little fun or at least not in the typical early-20's-kind-of-way.  However, although I am beyond thrilled to walk across that stage, I am also uneasy to be stepping off this old familiar path.  All I've known for the past 7 years is how to "strive-to-be," and I have little practice on how to actually just "Be."

At the tail end of that 7-year journey, I became a wife to a man that has been my constant companion and an unwavering pillar of strength and support.  I imagine you will hear quite a bit about him in this blog as well. He tends to inspire me quite a bit, as he is constantly striving to become a better version of himself.


Allie





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