Where Are You Going?

"We're almost there and no where near it; all that matters is we're going."

I have terrible recall, but for some reason I can always recite this quote from Gilmore Girls, my favorite show in the whole world. It's been kind of a mantra to me, a person who can't ever really sit still in her own head.
I woke up one day a few months back and decided that I was going to return to school. I didn't want to waste another moment feeling like a fraud as a self-proclaimed writer; or feeling directionless with a few unfinished novels under my belt. I need direction, motivation, criticism, a challenge in my life.
I love school. No, I LOVE school. Not so much the homework (but, as you can probably guess, I love writing papers!) or the mandatory attendance or the two intermediate french classes I have to take--no, I love the meeting of the minds that takes place in a very liberal college. I love the smell of the City as you walk out of General Classroom Building; the feeling of anticipation on the first day of school; syllabi's, I LOVE syllabi's'!!!
Okay, so a lot of this love is directed towards Georgia State specifically. Regardless, I'm excited to go back.
This decision has come with mixed reviews.
Anthony is always supportive, no matter what I decide to do. My parents on the other hand have been.......quiet.
Which translates into what I perceive to be as, "You're moving backwards, getting another bachelors degree. Have another baby!!"
There once was a time when their silence would have kept me up at night, caused me to rethink my decision. But honestly, there is nothing on this earth that would make me rethink my decision.
I am a decisive person. Once my mind is made, I can't bring myself to turn back. And I know a lot of people can't understand this, but I honestly feel that my decisiveness stems from a connection with the universe. When I am absolutely sure about a decision in my life, a sense of peace befalls me, the earth stops moving and when I close my eyes, my future lays before me, a perfectly lit path. I just know. And that is enough for me. I don't have to know where I'm going, I just know that I have to go.
I am on the cusp of a great adventure; the great unknown of my life. I am at the turning point of before and after. And I'm chomping at the bit to find out what changes lay in wait for me. A world of new possibility will blossom; and unlike before, when I was obtaining not one, but two degrees, I'm hungry to grab every opportunity presented to me.
So, I don't know if I'm going to end up with waaay more student loans than I intended just to teach at a university. I'm not going into this degree hoping to become a famous novelist. What I feel with certainty in my soul is that where ever this little endeavor takes me, I will find myself fulfilled.
So, as I held that acceptance letter in my hand, my mantra came to the forefront of my mind:
We're almost there and nowhere near it; all that matters is we're going.
I feel, for the first time in a long time, that everything in my life is starting to make sense.
I'm excited and I'm serene.