Thursday, April 19, 2007

Old Friends in Old Places

Today when I went to pray at the Abortion Clinic I ran into an old friend that I hadn't seen in a while. She told me that she had been down at my Gradual School just the other day having an interview for possible admittance to the Lay Degree program which I attend.

I am very excited for her. I know that she will love it as much as I do. In fact it turns out if they do accept her (I am praying that they do.) we will be taking the same class this summer, so my last class at St. Meinrad will be her first class.

I was giving her the skinny on the professors and the student community, and how things work.

In a way it made me a bit sad to think that I am almost finished with my program.

When I got home I received an email from a friend who is actually finished and will be graduating in May. I will be going down for Graduation because a lot of my friends will be graduating this year. I will complete my final in the fall and my graduation ceremony will be next May.

The nice thing about Gradual School is that even after I graduate I will still be a part of that community. I can join them for celebrations and visit occasionally and keep up by email with what is going on there.

Sigh, thank goodness. As much as Gradual School has been a struggle I have truly loved every moment of it.

Pax

2 comments:

Paul Stokell said...

Gradual school?

You're learning to sing the parts of the Mass? (Not that there's anything wrong with that!)

I have the pic of my graduating class on my bookshelf. We were one of the big classes, and I stay in touch with quite a few of them. Who else will walk with you?

Congratulations in advance!!

Unknown said...

No, seriously the place where I am gradually learning that I don't want to be in school anymore. Only in my case it happened after about the first year (when I tried to take two classes the same semester and work a 40+ hour week and parent five kids).

Gradual School comes from The World According to Garp, that is where Jenny Garp taught.