Well...it had to be God's provision...the college allowed me to give it another try after so much time.
The writing process was so difficult because it actually brought up a lot of that old stuff. It became a journey of writing a paper, processing (and grieving) the past and shaking off some nasty habits of cowering in the face of challenge. There were times that it was so difficult to write that I had to actually make it into an act of worship. "I'll write this sentence for You, God.". And then another and another.
When it finally came down to it, God helped me to see that it wasn't that the degree was important...it was about being a good steward...being faithful to finish what He and I had started.
After all this time...we did it. :)
Oh...and by the way...God whispered that my time of grief...my time of burnout...is done. Time to fly. :)