4 Classes Away…

Just the other day, I was trying my best to suck up the remaining time I have left as a college student, so I went to Denny’s late to have a banana split. Why not? In mid-bite of a delicious scoop of banana and chocolate, it hit me – I am only four classes away from graduating.

I burst into tears.

My husband looked strangely over his sundae at me, probably just dismissing my behavior as PMS, as most men do. “You okay?” he asked.

“I just realized…only four classes separate me from my degree…” I replied in between sobs and ice cream bites. Finally, the moment has come, and here I was, trying my best to relish in the fact that I had made it (well, almost) to the day I had dreamed about for years. I never imagined it would hit me while having a late-night Denny’s snack, but hey, I’m still just as happy.

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