When I first received the email of acceptance into the Bootcamp program for the Black upStart Bootcamp, I was admittedly drafting an email full of sorrow to regretfully turn down the spot and have it given away to someone who could afford the cost of tuition. I figured there would be another opportunity for me to apply, but something made me pause -- when I say something, I mean a quiet calming, maybe even gentle touch that said "wait Corinn, you've missed something" and I'm convinced that was no one other than God. I read the email again in its entirety, but not really because my mind was in disbelief that I had been accepted into this program, but due to the fact that I'd been out of work for a month and waiting on a contract renewal, I wouldn't be able to participate in the experience. I was sitting there thinking to myself, "SERIOUSLY!" And that's when I began to read the email for the 3rd or maybe 4th time, this time slowly and with more intent to not miss a single word.