Kim Priore

For the Will Ferrell fans out there, that subject heading should be read like, “Presidenting is haaard.”  But seriously, I’m up to my eyeballs in papers and take-home finals and the like, and it’s easy to lose perspective.  I’m like, I signed UP for this gig?  And I’m PAYING it for it?  Like, A LOT??? 

I guess because I wanted to go back to school for so long, we have a tendency to idealize things…ok well I do anyway…and I do love it and I’m really really grateful for the opportunity, but I think part of what made my undergrad experience so phenomenal was the amazing women I went through it with.  And I made a conscious choice this time around that I wasn’t up for being a joiner in the HDS world…I have my friends, my family, my church etc, and that doesn’t need to change.  But in the middle of the night it’s still kind of lonely here with just my books and nobody to make IHOP runs with. 

So anyways – by way of reminding myself where I’ve come from, a verse from Maya Angelou (look up the whole poem, it’s amazing) that we read at my Wellesley baccalaureate:

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.