My Education Crisis

After five major changes, denied entrance to the dietetics program, getting married, and moving to California, I have learned some things in life require flexibility. Education has been one of these areas for me. This past summer I stewed over what direction I should proceed in- should I continue in Dietetics and brave the 3 years it would take? Should I still graduate from BYU and major in Exercise Science through independent study & transferring credit from Cal State Northridge, should a get a masters degree? You get the point, it felt like each day brought a new major, a new field to investigate, different schools to learn about, more indecision, and a bigger headache.
So I decided to stick with my original plans and continue in dietetics. I made beautiful excel spreadsheets to show Northridge's department the classes I have taken and how they fit into their program. I emailed countless professors to receive the "secret code" to be able to register for their classes. I researched program requirements, internships.... yet no one would help me. This is where I learned the term budget crisis. They do things different here- Professors don't work in the summer and now things are way worse with the introduction of "furloughs." Needless to say upon arrival at CSUN I was quickly discouraged with the prospect of retaking GE's and jumping through the hoops of public education. I sat and cried in a classroom alone and made the decision- I am graduating from BYU in Exercise Science. I finally felt peace after a summer of stress and frustration.
The first three weeks of school were crazy fighting culture shock and a new system to get used to, but miraculously I was able to add the 3 classes and 2 labs I needed. I literally begged the professors and had to prove that I was a graduating Senior in every class in order to complete this incredible feet. Yah for persistence and sticking it out.
You may ask yourself, what can you do with a Exercise Science degree? I have not idea, but I am seriously contemplating getting a Masters in Health Administration. It is a two year program and I could potentially manage Enoch's future Physical Therapy practice. Who knows how it all will go down, but I know it will be a wild ride.
To end my long story, It is the twists, the turns, the walking in the dark, the open window in the attic, the extreme joy, and the pain that build character. I sure do appreciate Enoch as well as my family for supporting for listening to all of my crazy plans, and laughing and crying with me throughout it.