Today, dear readers, I would like to take the opportunity to thank you all while also sharing some great news. Before I share my happy news, let me say that without all of you I wouldn’t have this to share. You have all been here for me in more ways than you can possibly imagine, encouraging me, supporting me, spurring me on. Some of you have even contacted me to point out the wrong use of a particular word, or to pick me up on my spelling or just to tell me that I’m wrong, or should be ashamed of myself… I value all feedback; I thrive on it. Oh, and a few of you have said you enjoy my writing style.
Anyway, without any further waffle, here it is:
I am now the proud owner of a Diploma of Professional Writing and Editing from Victoria University (VU)
More from my Instagram feed:
Feeling blessed to have graduated and received my diploma certificate of professional writing and editing. This year has been achingly lonely while living in my aluminium-foil-lined, temporary home with the only human contact from my fragrance free boyfriend. But I remind myself to feel thankful for what remains in my life and to remember that it’s what I do with this time that counts. I will be successful in spite of an illness that renders me flat. I will rise above all this. I will be kind to myself… #MultipleChemicalSensitivity #fragranceIntolerance #mcs
On the day I received the cylinder in the mail containing my Diploma, I wasn’t well but I was more well than I had been all year, so though the misty fog of my sickness, it was a bright and beautiful day; and the day became even more luminous for me once I placed this up on the wall and took this photo. It sunk in.
I did it. This is a monumental achievement for me; and I’m so proud of myself. I didn’t need, or try to go to the graduation ceremony: it would have been too much. Perhaps when I go back and complete my Arts Degree, I’ll be well enough to wrangle a graduation ceremony?
However, my boyfriend, Dan, ceremoniously, gave me this:
The picture is not that clear, in case you don’t have your glasses on [LOOKING AT YOU SONDA!], it’s an owl wearing a graduation hat.
The last year of study, 2014, was tortuous. I recently shared some of what I was going through at that time; group that with a chronic sinus infection that turned out to be an infected root canal, mould illness caused by Pullaria mould and the burden of navigating disability accomodations for a worsening illness, and the chemical exposures (a car that’s like a gas chamber), and the recovery time for those exposures and the stress of dealing with them, and living (still!) in a foil lined house, and I have to wonder how I completed that final year at all. Without a doubt, it was my writing and my actual studies that got me through. VU staff—particularly disability staff (VUDs), awesome teachers and compassionate students also made this possible. But sharing my trials and tribulations as I try to make my way out of the Labyrinth that is chemical sensitivities with all of you along for the ride has been like therapy for me; but even more than that, this blog and its readers have helped me feel more at home in my craft. Thanks to all of you xo [hugs]
As promised, I do have some posts in my drafts folder detailing the strategies used by myself and VU, enabling me to attend school. I’ve been busy working on a cookbook that needs to go out, and an interview with someone very special and close to our hearts. Both these are close to completion—so long as I don’t have any major exposures and end up bed ridden for days, everything should go to schedule. Lol. (These tasks are actually distractions I’m using to stop stressing about the actual task of building a safe home; but as you may have noticed, there’s a lot about that going up on this blog already so I’m not really that distracted at all. (Also cathartic for me to share with you! xo)