It Takes A Village
I've written, erased, and rewritten this so many times. But as you may have gathered, I seem to be in reflection mode a lot these days. I guess as this chapter of my life draws to a close it can’t be helped. So bare through for a while longer. Today, I’ve been thinking of my village. By village, I mean friends, family, and *gasp* academic tutors (they’ve been useful too) that have gathered around me these last four years. My heart is bursting at the seams as faces flash through my mind currently. I feel like the world’s message especially as you strive for success shouts “to get anywhere you’ve got to do it alone.” Have you felt similar? Or is this all in my head? I couldn’t have done university by myself. You’re probably thinking "but the exams and coursework you’d have had to do them alone." Technically, yes I would have had too. But for me to sit through the numerous assignments and have to do it so confidently ( sometimes – other times these were done with fear...