3 My Road to Boise State by Randalee Roberts

My road to Boise State begins in the weeks prior to Graduation. For most this is leading up to the happiest time in your life. That is unless your momma dies. Education stopped for me at eighteen. I did not pursue my college dreams of art school. Instead graduation was devastating to me. I had been excepted to Art Institute of Seattle and and Brooks college of Art in California where my momma was at and somehow save her and love her out of her addition. I didn’t grow up with my mother and it has made a huge impact on my life.

I stayed in restaurant industry jobs sharpening my people skills and also acquired a job as a local Stage hand. Two years later after the birth of my first son I went to trade school to become a massage therapist. I was lucky enough to start massaging for bands that came through Boise. I’ve had opportunity to Massage some very special and some very famous people. To tell you the truth to me, one of them could’ve been a famous musician and the other could have been your mom. I love massage but thirteen years is a long time and I feel much more like I’ve played baseball. Where all that has gotten me has been a beautiful adventure I can’t say it’s bad for an Idaho girl from the country. The country, with the small-minded people that made me want to more diversity, while still being loving and neighborly like a small-town girl. I’ve been a Jill of many trades and a master of some plus a single mom for the better part of ten years.

All my experiences have brought me to where I am, on this soo called road. I have found many things about me and I came here to BSU to sharpen my sword. I have spent the better part of 13 years in the healing art of bodywork. I have felt purpose. I know I am here to help humanity to heal, to teach, to illuminate. I am here to become more of what I am supposed to be, to find out more of what I am. This is all in part of my path to enlightenment. Through past knowledge and experience I have risen to a point of insanity. I know that I need a change in my life. I am here at BSU fro more parts of me, to become my whole. I am seeking my mentors and ready for leadership. I am going to show my kids it’s never too late to start over again. I never thought I’d be a Bronco but, here I am! I’m going to make my angels and my kids proud and I’m going to make me proud. Here is to my son and I. Both of us, class in 2023.

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