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I got my Ph.D!!!

 On October 28, 2020 I successfully defended my dissertation to fulfill the final requirement to receive my Ph.D! Little did I know when I began this adventure just how much life would be thrown my way. However, we did (yes, I say we because it was a family commitment). This is the Facebook post made by my husband. 💓


WHAT A DAY!!!! To understand, I need to put this into context. Amanda started her doctoral degree in 2014. She will say that she didn’t want me to share that, but it’s significant. You see, in those 6 years, we had a son that spent 99 days in the NICU. She took time off for that (as anybody would), but she started back the day before his open heart surgery. In addition, our home flooded in 2019. While she didn’t take time off for that, she worked very hard on getting our house back together AND worked to complete her dissertation. Today, I listened in awe of the women presenting her dissertation defense to her committee. The confident, intelligent woman that shared her research and took so much pride in her work. The committee members were very complimentary of the depth and completeness of the study. Today, Mom/Wife/Daughter went from Mrs. Amanda Dickinson to DR. AMANDA DICKINSON. You are a wonderful example of dedication and hard work to our family, and the boys and I could not be more proud.

Congrats

Dr. Dickinson!!!!!!!!

PS: Thank you Adam Augustine Lisa Augustine and Emily Voelkers for coming to dinner and helping us celebrate!!

Photo credit also goes to Ms. Emily.



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