by Becky Wright
A couple of years ago, I decided I was tired of working multiple jobs and never getting ahead. After a conversation with my kids, I took the plunge and came back to school full-time. I don’t think any of us had any idea what we were committing to.
There have been many days full of unknowns: where is the rent money coming from? How am I going to buy groceries for three teens? What was I thinking going back to school? How can I study more? How can I give more? How can I be a part of more…
Now, I am at the end of this portion of the journey. I will walk across the stage on Dec. 16. Strange to think I did it. Not only did I do it, but I have also had a phenomenal ride. I have become the self-appointed “momma of mass comm.” If you know me, chances are it’s because I don’t know how to keep my mouth shut. I have something to say, and most often I say it.
It could also be because of my laugh. Both a gift and curse, this laugh is unmistakably mine. It may be because I made you hug me, I do that, or it could be because I called you out in class, it’s because I find you so interesting. However, you may know me because you have seen me both struggle and celebrate out loud. Hopefully, it is due to a long conversation we have had; either taking place over the course of multiple semesters or in the hallway of Escalante or my most loved, former office in the Crite – we have shared, cried, argued and laughed.
There is not another time when I have been surrounded by so many exceptionally talented people. Individuals with a fiery passion for ethics, politics, friendships and innovation have filled my daily life. While this is bitter-sweet, it is time to claim some progress. Equally as rare, an audience to cheer for you as you meet a goal, and that is what graduation is.
We are exceptional here at Colorado Mesa University. The mass communication program has provided me not only with an education; but it also gave me a home, a family and a place to grow. I am a better person for all of the experiences I have had on this campus. You all have been both patient and protective of me. My professors, numerous administration members and classmates have held me up during some of the most difficult times in my life thus far. These qualities are rare. And I am eternally grateful.
I’m not scared anymore, and I came here terrified. I found my voice within these walls. Sandstrom, Parsons, Perez, Fromm and Flenniken you got me here, and I can’t wait to see where it takes me. See you on the flip-side CMU.
