Bus stop

I recently attended a friend's graduation at CBU. On the way to meet this friend for lunch, I noticed something strange at the bus stop. There sat a gentleman in his cap and gown waiting for a bus. I thought to myself how strange it is that this man had no friend or loved one to attend his most significant day and take him to lunch to celebrate. Somehow, this man made it to classes and received his degree with no car and apparently no support system. To top it all off, he was wearing the gold chord, which represented his GPA of 3.0 or above. So not only did this gentleman make it to class with all these obstacles, but he was able to push himself to excellence. I regret not turning around and offering to give him a ride home.
This image of him has stuck in my head, especially as I am preparing to go back to school. You could call school my Kryptonite. In the past I have become incredibly overwhelmed, to the point that I would just rather give up then continue on in the madness of my mind. I have overcome major obstacles and I believe I have come out a better woman. No matter what I do, it always comes back to school. I have to do it. I need to do it. My not finishing or attempting to ever face this major fear of mine will be proof of my giving up. I am still not completely certain of the career path I would like to head into. I am what you call an ADD interest whore. I just made that up:) I will become consumed with something and fall madly in love and this will last about 3wks to a month. So I am worried about what I will eventually put myself into. There are people that go all throughout college "knowing" what they are to do and getting out into the real world to find out, it's not what they really want. I knew a woman who went through her BA in Psychology and even finished her master's only to find that she wanted to be a vet. My brother went through college as an Art major, which then turned into an attempt at a teaching credential, only to find he hated that. He is now a Park Ranger. Did you see that one coming? I didn't.
I have run out of my chances to waste money and play around. No more excuses. That guy on that bus stop had everything working against him and he made it through with honors. It is my chance now to push myself through what is adult and the not so fun stuff. I am still fearful simply because of my past with school, but I feel that my head and heart are in a different place. So we'll see right?