By Cathy Madeo
A new school year has descended upon us. And as I write this, early in the morning on the first day of class, I have a sinking feeling that I am already behind. For me it was an arduous road to get here. Here. Columbia. As an elite student. But even more strenuous than getting here is the path I travel now that I am here. With a husband also studying at Columbia, a new baby, and debt that looms ominously over me like a dark cloud, every day that I show up to class seems like a miraculous event....