The unimaginable dream. The whisper behind your ear that flutters away before you can turn to see it. The dream that makes your stomach feel like it has dropped into infinity and may never return.
This is Week 1. A week that I have dreamed of since childhood but never really believed would come. On Monday, I began studying for my Ph.D. I still have to pause when I think about that. Imposter syndrome engulfs me as I look at the peers in my seminar and wonder how I got a seat at this table. I’m told that most others feel this way too, but it does not help.
I read my textbooks again and again, hoping the ideas will sink in and that I can move to the next step. They recommend writing your experience and sharing it with a friend or going for a walk to talk about the journey ahead. It’s summer in the South, and the RealFeel temperature is 100 degrees, so that walk is not going to happen just yet. But I can write. So I turn to my favorite medium… blogging.
I hope you’ll join me on this journey to walk beside me, encourage me when the next step seems impossible, and to celebrate with me at each accomplishment.