My Dogs are Mooing

Last Friday I had the honor of receiving a master's degree in administration.  I fully admit that I had a pretty easy path -- because of my previous schooling, I had fewer hours and projects to complete than most.  Sure, the work kept me busy but I tried to keep things in perspective; it only took me a year, and I wasn't juggling a family or a long commute like many of my classmates.  However, I can now look back and say it was hard.  I had plenty of my own responsibilities to balance.  Many times class discussions on hypothetical situations had me in a panic -- what if it was me?  What would I do?  And is knowing what to do enough?  Could I actually, you know, do it? Finishing coursework was only one part of the equation.  I sat through an intense licensing exam that, with each question answered, created more questions in my mind about my ability.  Seeing only one minute left -- with big, flashing numbers on the screen -- caused those past three and a half hours to flash