People told me that finishing a PhD would feel incredible but that it really wouldn’t hit me until several months later. They said I’d be driving in the car or shopping at the grocery store and have one of those ‘holy crap!’ moments of realization.
I thought they were fully of hooey. I know how hard I worked to finish that degree. I know how many hours I sacrificed with my kids to study and write. I know how ‘Wow!’ it seemed walking across that stage back in May.
Yea, well I was wrong…
because this arrived today…
Ermahgerd!!! The fancy, hardbound version of my dissertation arrived on my doorstep this morning.
It’s all bound up with gold lettering and actually looks like a book! A real book, people!
I started tweeting and texting the photo to share the excitement of having the whole thing finishing and sitting in my hands. It was intense…
And immediately followed by ‘Holy crap! I have a PhD!!’
It wasn’t in the grocery store or while I was driving in the car. Nope it was in the middle of the kitchen while the kids played around me and the dog tried to eat the envelope and the phone rang and the dishwasher buzzed.
And the moment was perfect.
Maybe I’ll write a real book someday. Maybe not.
But for the rest of forever I’ll at least have this on my shelf and I can say with pride ‘Mama wrote that, kids!’