When you get something you’ve always dreamed of it’s beautiful.
But also terrifying.
In the past month, I was given an unconditional offer into the program of my dreams from a very old university in the United Kingdom that is held to quite a high caliber.
When I received the offer, I was beyond ecstatic and proud. I jumped up and down squealing for at least 10 minutes and a smile never left my face, which is a big deal if you know me, because ya girl has RBF something fierce.
While it was a big deal to me, perhaps I didn’t realize just how big of a deal it was.
I received an email from the director congratulating me on my offer. I knew the program would be challenging to get into, but I didn’t realize just how challenging.
Applicants apply from all over the globe for this.
ALL OVER THE GLOBE.
They only chose 20 applicants.
I am 1 of the 20 from all around the world.
Me. A southern girl from a small town that no one has ever heard of.
We were chosen not only because of our intellect and academics thus far, but because of passion, motivation, the want to make the world a better place.
Finding out this information has me floored.
Because what if I fail? What if I don’t accomplish everything I’ve ever dreamed of doing? What if I fall short? What if my all simply isn’t enough?
My town has had it’s eyes on me since it knew what I planned on doing, professors from my undergrad are watching, staying in contact, waiting to see what I do, but now it’s so much bigger… Like the universe is watching…History is watching.
I’m a firm believer that the universe has a plan for all of us, even when we don’t always understand.
I know this next chapter of my life will help prepare me for what the universe has in store and I look forward to it immensely.
And when the fear of failure starts creeping in, I cannot help but think of the quote,
“What if I fall? Oh, but my darling what if you fly?”-EH
Here’s to the next chapter of my life and learning to fly.