Dear mostly fictitious reader, I'm tired. In March 2021, I will turn 50 years old, which is enough to make anyone feel exhausted. Also in March, we are expecting another baby, barely a year since Ellowyn--the infant girl sitting on my lap as I type this, one-handed--was born. That's about halfway through my long-awaited final semester of library school. If I can get through it all, I will hold a Master's Degree in Library and Information Science in May. Around that time, I hope to start a new, full-time, salaried job.
So much riding on it. But in addition to being tired at the moment, I am also excited. The surprises in store for me raising two infant girls will certainly keep me on my toes. The classes I am taking in the Winter will be thoroughly enjoyable (Young Adult Literature and an undergrad creative writing class as a bonus). And the opportunity to get back into the public library and provide service and programming and materials to patrons once more will be deeply satisfying, quarantine or no. For me, 2021 has the potential to be a culmination of years of wandering, working, studying, creating. A new beginning. Yet another, but one in a class by itself.
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AuthorJeffrey Babbitt, MLIS, is a graduate of the School of Library and Information Science at Wayne State University who is pursuing a career as a librarian in Michigan. Subject Headings
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