Now I'm awash with different emotions. I, of course, feel relief, something so unlike stress I don't even know what to do with it. But I also feel a bit sad, how an empty-nester might feel watching his own "flesh-and-blood" go off into the big world where he has absolutely no more control over it. What's written there is permanent, set in stone--flaws, gaps in logic, ever-so-brief moments of brilliance, etc. Sadly, it'll probably sit in the basement of the library here at Georgetown and never again see the light of day...but I think (gasp!) I actually might miss the work. When I printed it out yesterday and the actual weight of it was in my hands for a moment I was downright giddy. I do not miss the deadlines, but the work for the actual thesis was rewarding, stimulating, eye-opening.
So, here is a digital toast to my thesis. May the ol' girl rest in peace!
Edit: If the thesis could have been illustrated, this picture would have been perfect!
Congratulations! I totally know what you mean about feeling a sense of emptiness (luckily *sarcasm here* my car blew up and I have new/used car shopping to fill the void). I also understand the terror of thinking that all of the blood, sweat, and tears might be fossilized in a form that is not completely perfect. After I printed it out I refused to read any part of my thesis, and when I did a few days later (for my blog post) I found a typo within the first few pages. Oh the agony!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on finishing the thesis. I haven't read it yet, but I will. I'm feeling the same way about finishing my job! Kind of a sad relieved feeling.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations!!! Who knew that sitting in the living room opening your mission call about 9 years ago would lead to the topic of your master's thesis. I hope it doesn't just sit in the basement, but will be studied and quoted as the pure prose it is for generations to come - or something like that.
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ReplyDeleteI just found your blog! I'm excited to read about your musings.