My very first blog. Strange, as a writer, I have never written a blog—unless journals count. For my first blog, I want to share with you how I got to Chatfield and how I came to be writing a blog for my fellow students now.
The journey that led me to college started very differently for me than most others. At the start of August of my senior year, we lost our home and had to stay with some family friends. I hated it so much, I was severely depressed and I was losing faith. I had to switch schools, but on top of that, I was fourteen and a half credits behind and as a result, the school put me in a work study program. The work study program allowed me to have four classes: English, Math, and two study hall-type classes to get caught up on my credits. This program also allowed me to leave early, but I had to get a job, hence why it’s called “work study”.
While I was in the work study program, I had a teacher who really encouraged me and helped me to actually graduate. In October, I met this amazing guy, who is now my boyfriend. Being with him made me want to push myself to thrive, and think of my future. Through a school program, I connected with a mentor who provided additional support. The mentoring program gave me someone to talk, to who helped me figure out what I wanted to do in life, and the kind of person I would want to be, and much more. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I appreciate everything that the three of them have done for me.
As time went on, I was still trying to figure out what exactly I would like to do for a career.
I became frustrated because I had no clue what I wanted to do and where I would go to college. My teacher was telling me about various colleges, but none of them really peaked my interest. One day, my teacher asked if I’d like to go on a field trip to Chatfield College—the same college my mentor had been telling me about. I told my teacher I’d go and a couple weeks later, we visited. I fell in love as soon as I arrived because Chatfield had a small, historic, and beautiful campus. We toured the campus and when the admissions counselor showed us the Sacred Heart Chapel, my goodness, I loved the place even more!
After visiting and deciding Chatfield was the place for me, I applied and couldn’t have been happier when I was accepted! I had also applied for several scholarships through Chatfield and to my surprise, I received the Knowlton Honors Scholarship. You wouldn’t believe the amount of happy tears I cried; I just could not stop crying! Being accepted and getting in Chatfield was one of the greatest things to happen to me in a long time.
Chatfield also allowed me to have a work study job here, which helps pay for the cost of school. Working in the Marketing and Communication department is what led me to write this blog for everyone. Between working on campus and the classes I’m taking, I couldn’t be happier with my life right now!
Even though I’m super-stressed taking on two jobs and school all at once, I know I am going to get to where I want to be here soon and that’s what keeps me moving forward. I can’t thank everyone enough, who helped me and encouraged me along the way. After everything, I still can’t believe that I’m at Chatfield earning a degree! After graduating from Chatfield, I plan to go to school to get a degree in the medical field.
I honestly wouldn’t go back to change anything, because through the tragic and depressing moments, I was blessed with something I couldn’t even imagine for myself. I’m so grateful for every person along the way and every experience I have gone through because I don’t believe I’d be who I am and doing what I want to do right now. I’m truly excited and happy, and can’t wait to see what the future holds.