So it’s June. I’m officially Danielle Lyn Remigio, M.S.
In my opinion? Way more impressive sounding than how it feels. Maybe it’s because I’ve been in the classroom year after year since I was two years old. Maybe it’s because I felt like my classes were simply a supplemental aid to my job that lead me to have the qualifications to land a full time job; a stepping stone to real life.
But it’s not that simple, really. I know that if it weren’t for my master’s work I wouldn’t be nearly as capable in a job as I feel I am now. The theories learned, assessments created, and connections made were an integral part of my confidence in the field and my place in it. Northeastern became a family. #CSDClove will forever be a mantra in my heart. Me and Boston? We were meant to be.
In a few short weeks I’m moving my life to Rhode Island and will be joining the Roger Williams University Residence Life family. New state, new start= new me? We’ll see.
Apprehension, anxiety, and overwhelming anticipation. I get to run a larger staff, advise an NRHH, and live on the water. I’m afraid of leaving my city security blanket of bright lights and cityscapes but I know that I need to take the leap and know that my career can only start when I allow it to.
Today I read an article on my beloved Thought Catalog entitled “53 Quotes That Will Make You Rethink Everything” One really struck a chord with me as I finish my last week at my assistantship at Bay State College. The quote said:
“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.” ― Gilda Radner
Delicious Ambiguity. An oxymoron? Not today. It can’t be a fear of the unknown anymore. The unknown is all around us. Split seconds of knowledge run through us in the ever passing present. Our days are never fully planned, conversations aren’t written out in advance to ensure the perfect outcome. We allow for fate, a higher power, karma etc, to guide us to make our next decisions because let’s be honest- we don’t have a lot of control of what will happen.
Trust me. That fact is just as terrifying as anything for a Type-A control freak like myself. But when it comes to moving, starting over, not knowing, I have to swallow that fear down or it will swallow me.
So moving forward, I want to make a purposeful effort to share how all this is going. Share my new life and experiences. Maybe this’ll become a good sounding board and mode of reflection as I actually become an adult no longer labeled as “student”.
Keep an eye out for future opportunities to soak up that delicious ambiguity.