I always try to do the right thing. I don't lie on scholarship applications, I pay my taxes, and if someone needs help, and I can, I will. And I often say that "one day" all that good behavior is going to come back to me somehow. Somehow.
Today might have been that day. You see, from Sept - May of last year my youngest B took ballet in a little group class. I became friendly with some of the mothers in the waiting area. A few in particular. Our conversation was always child centered or weather centered or "how is your ill father" type stuff. May ended, the recital came and went, and those friendly ladies were half forgotten.
Until today. You see, today I went to an information session at the School of Nursing I'm considering. I had it narrowed to two schools, but the one was definitely more interesting than the other. I am a little nervous about getting accepted. This school looks at your cumulative GPA from your entire college transcripts, not just the classes that apply to your curriculum. Bummer, my GPA from 1996-1999 wasn't exactly blog worthy. So I know I'm going to be skating in on the line of acceptable applications, and that it's quite likely my GPA will place me in the middle of the pack.
As I arrived at the information session, the head of the admissions department was working on the projector. I thought, "gosh, that looks like M's mother...." and my thoughts trailed off as she turned around and saw me. Like long lost friends we connected.
She is so excited I would consider her nursing school. I am so excited to know someone who will champion my application should the need arise.
Life is good today.