Some of you knew about this, but I bet you did not know how long it has been since I have been at university and boy what an odd experience so far. You see I never got to finish. Long story, but suffice it to say, life just took over. Anyway, my husband has been trying to talk me into this for years and to think I never did because something would happen or we would move or we had kids or---okay that's the short version right there.
I was worried how this was going to work out for my husband and of course nothing works out the way you plan, right? As it happened, with two kids at university as well, our three school schedules worked out in such a way that we did not have to leave him alone for more than a couple of hours at a time, so that was a good thing, and nothing awful has happened with him health-wise, he is maintaining okay. Big relief there.
As for how this worked out for meals, that did not go according to plan either. For the most part I have to admit I had to take advantage of fast food and pizza a lot and that's not really healthy, so I will have to work on that. I was more wiped out by the time dinnertime came than I thought I would be. Of course, getting up at about 4am every day regardless of what I have to do probably didn't help my vim & vigor--haha.
As for school, though, it is strange, a good strange mind you, but strange. I decided to finish what I started and get my degree which means I could actually be done in a year---yes, I was very close to finishing when I was like 22, but now I feel like I am a dinosaur in catch-up mode. I'm certainly not the oldest student I have met and I have what I call 'little pals' because they are like 18 or 19, so that's just an odd combo. It's fun to feel like I have a useable brain again and I really am enjoying it, but I am finding it awfully lonely too...
Driving back and forth by myself from school I feel too alone sometimes, like I could picture myself heading home to an empty house and eating dinner alone. The kids would be grown and gone and my husband no more, is a fear I have had for a long time because of his ever changing health issues. It was always easier to push that out of my mind before, but it crept up on me this semester. The product of too many death-scares over the years, but we won't go there right now. I just mention it because it added to the weirdness of the whole thing.
Maybe just getting my feet wet with one semester isn't enough to feel quite comfortable? The next semester will start Jan 3rd and I will get a little more home time, so I should feel better all around once I get into it. I've just been wondering if anyone else has done something like this and did they feel strange also? I miss being with my husband or within earshot almost all of the time. I'm having fun, really, and starting to see some possibilities that I didn't see before, but at the same time I wish he could be with me every inch of the way.
Edited by mcwriter, 20 December 2011 - 12:49 AM.





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