Darlings, I cannot believe it has been that long. Today, on this very day, I graduated, with honors, from Seton Hall University, with a B.A. in Communications. Of course, I had my eyes set on being a critic on "The New York Times," but how could I have known that the journalism profession would tank? Or that, in less than two years, my mother would be gone, creating a life change akin to the Civil War enacting a change in Scarlett.
I had to survive the cruelty of some relatives; maintaining I was a loser because I had so much trouble finding a job! And when I eventually proved them wrong, not a one apologized. Forgiveness, maybe, forget no.
Though I was a late bloomer, thanks to my education, going all the way back to Highland Park, I found a job perfectly suited for me, in the arts, and that I retired from after 35 years. My generation, I believe will be the last of the long job termers.
All in all, I have to say I have done pretty well, and I am happy in retirement. Could I have been a lawyer? Sure. But could my stress level and other health issues take it; not to mention mountains of debt I accrued from student loans.
So, thank you, Seton Hall. Next year will be fifty years, and I am already talking of a party. Can ANNA come? I hope so!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
To those out there who may be in the situation I was--don't you let anyone, family or not, put you down. You are better than they are.
They just do not know it.

1 comment:
I’ve always been the punching bag for my family.
Don’t believe it, and don’t let it get to you!!!
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