I have assessments to complete, each with a written report. I have students to see, and notations to write about their progress. I have a family who needs my time. I don’t have time to drive to a class, sit through the class, then drive back home. To have to

“You’re too old!”  “You won’t have enough time.”  “It’ll be too hard.” This was my inner voice, arguing against pursuing another advanced degree. It had been more than 30 years since I had earned my master of arts in communicative disorders. I wanted to be able to influence the development