When I decided to return to school as a full-time student last September, I had no idea of the extent of change it would bring about. After spending over thirty years in the taxation and accounting fields, I decided to return to my dreams and aspirations of forty years ago. Being an accountant was never in the game plan back then. In fact, I look on it the same way I look at dentistry. I find it difficult to imagine that anyone would actually want to grow up and become either one. Loving languages and writing, I had always planned on being a translator or writer. That isn’t to say that I haven’t made my mark and achieved other goals, but after surviving thirty-five years of marriage, three kids, six grandchildren and an interminable number of years in a less than desirable career choice, it was time for a change and a chance.
And so, I start my third semester today, May 7th, 2012. It promises to be one of the most challenging, but will also be the opportunity of a lifetime. In less than a month, my class and I, along with three exceedingly courageous instructors, will be arriving in Scotland for three weeks of study, history and the stories of an ancient people.
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