Sitting in class on Tuesday as the Professor explained in great detail how to create journal entries for transactions, I was way out of my league. I felt lost, bewildered and overwhelmed. As is the case when I feel I am the only one who is struggling, I looked around for support. Finding everyone intently listening, I dutifully wrote down everything the Professor mentioned.
Back home, I looked over the notes. I had no clue what each number meant. Resolving to myself that I needed to understand it before the next class, I made a mental note to work on the problem discussed in class over the weekend.
The first stirrings of doubt started in my mind. Was I really doing the right thing? What if I failed miserably? Was it worth the time, money and effort?
It took me back to the countless times the very same questions swirled around my head. Be it the decision to opt for a job totally out of my comfort zone just to get out of the house and be financially independent or the decision to quit a company I loved and move on for the money I needed. Every time I started something new the nasty doubts have humbled me, made me think. Sometimes, they depress me too. Each time I look back on a decision I made with regrets I tell myself that it has taught me valuable lessons.
Perhaps, I will never be quite the pro at creating financial statements. But, it is possible that these sheets will mean something to me as time passes. I will be better informed than before I started the classes.
Perhaps, years from now, I will read this post and smile to myself.