You know how we like to celebrate special occasions by making delicious food and taking pictures of it and blogging about it, right? Well, pictured below is the delicious quesadilla concoction that Micah cooked up for me to celebrate my acceptance to NYU. It looks delicious and it tasted even better than it looks. But I feel like maybe I should explain myself further . . . .A few weeks ago I got something in the mail from NYU. Yes, the same NYU that had rejected me just a few weeks before. They said there was a program that I seemed like a good candidate for, and would I like to apply? All I had to do was send in my essay of 500 words or less and I would be entered as a contestant for a (not so?) coveted spot in the John W. Draper Interdisciplinary Program in Humanities and Social Thought. I looked into the program and decided it was worth a shot. Because it is interdisciplinary I can take classes from other programs in the graduate school (including Journalism), and because it is Humanities and Social Thought, it is in the same ballpark as what I wanted to do in the journalism program anyway. It is fewer credits than Journalism, so I could still finish in a year and since it is geared towards professionals, most of the classes are in the evening and are only held once a week–great news for a couple with a small child to care for. They said it was still a competitive program, so even though they were asking me to apply, I shouldn’t get my hopes up, which of course I didn’t. I mean, not that it wasn’t great to have a second chance at NYU, but I did feel like maybe I was being a glutton for punishment by asking them to consider me again. I sent my little essay in anyway and cursed them for giving me hope right when I was getting used to the idea of moving to Bloomington and hanging out with Adrian and Jodie all the time and maybe even buying a house. NYU just can’t leave well enough alone. Micah and I have spent the past few weeks in limbo once again, although we really haven’t had much time to think about it with all that has been going on. Remember how we had a baby a month ago? I tell you . . . when it rains, it pours.
Yesterday I got my notification of acceptance to the Draper Program. And even though I was really happy, I kind of felt like we were being forced to choose between two really good things which, as I’m sure you all know, is sometimes a hard thing to do. As we thought about our options and the pros and cons of both of them, we remembered that New York has been our dream since before we were married, that this is a wonderful opportunity for my education and Micah’s profession, that we have felt strongly for some time that we would do well in New York, and that Heavenly Father hasn’t let us down yet.
So, even though the thought of moving to New York, of finding a job, of getting a Master’s degree, of raising a child there (for a few years, at least) is more than a little daunting, we’ve had a change of plans. New York City, here we come!