After four years, I have completed all the coursework for my MA. I turned in my last final, said good-bye to my professor and classmates.
Tomorrow at 2:30, I'll defend my thesis. I'm wrung out from writing, thinking, shopping (have to have the right chic defense blouse to wear... after all, my committee is three men!). I need to write a few crib notes to be sure I don't forget the chronology of Bonhoeffer's books. It's weird how much anxiety I feel even though I'm also really looking forward to it.
So no more energy to write here, but promise a full report of tomorrow's outing once I have finished.
Thanks for all the support along the way.