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It Feels Strange to be Applying for Scholarships and Fellowships in Middle Age — Yikes!
As some of you who take the time to read my blog posts regularly (and for that, I extend to each of you a very big warm virtual hug THANK YOU) you may be aware that this is the year that I am moving to my beloved UK.
How does it feel? Scary. Exciting. And — a wee bit anxiety provoking.
Why? Well, for starters, I have applied to two graduate degree programs at the University of London. One of them, I have been accepted into (Understanding and Securing Human Rights) and the other, I am still waiting to hear about, from the Warburg Institute, (which is more art-based and which is more of a Curatorship type of degree). And, so, I have begun the rather arduous process of starting to apply for scholarships and fellowships for both programs. It feels daunting — because it IS daunting.
I already have one graduate degree in Humanities and at this *GASP* mid stage part of my life, a very big part of me wonders: “Can I still DO graduate level work anyway?” And another brain loop that I’m currently going through is: “WHY am I doing this, exactly?” I mean, of course we all can decide mid-life, to alter our current path; I’m doing that much with just the move itself, but then I also think too, all those negative things that I’m hoping to not do so much of this…
