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Onto the Next One

I have posted before about my career and what happened that curbed my journey in nursing school. It has taken a long time, alot of research, and a good amount of courage and support to get my heart and mind ready to return as a student. Thankfully, I have the best motivation and I know I can definitely do it now.

The first half of this year handed me my pride and visions of where I swore I thought I'd be at this point in life. Perhaps that is why it has taken me so long to feel prepared to return and accomplish what I set out to do 5 years ago. I am looking forward to continuing on but I am really going to have to swallow my pride and go back to square one. I have been in the medical field for nearly 10 years, I have done the CNA thing in the hospital, I have seen babies born, held the hand of a mom-to-be who lost her baby, I have talked to someone who was delivered news of a terminal illness, I have seen a lot. This is the pride I'll need to "suck" up as soon as I walk through the next classroom door I'm destined for.

My future and my goals rest on scary tests and pieces of paper; neither of which do I like or will show if you are actually capable of doing what you were trained to do in the classroom, during labs or at clinicals. Michael is an amazing paramedic/firefighter and such a great example of what perseverance and hard work will get you. He is a biggest motivation for me, he doesn't even have to say a word. Just leads by example, that is one of the reasons I believe God has lead me to him. He has been awarded two Phoenix awards, this means that a patient clinically died and, thanks to his skills, was revived. It is such an honor to be able to learn from someone who has done such great things and will continue to do so. This being said, it is time for me to be proud of myself again. It has been a little while since I could look in the mirror and be happy with where I am in live. Slowly though, I am being able to see a light at the end of the new tunnel I'm in.
I have prayed for a long while that God would give me an explanation of the last ten years. Why things occurred the way they did and in the timing they did so. He really has given me a new perspective. His timing has a rhyme and a reason, it doesn't have to make sense to me, I am being taught lessons in faith during these times of test. This said, maybe I am meant to "shut up and listen" in this next chapter. We all know I can be sassy, say too much without thinking. This experience will definitely humble me, this I know. So, here's to another chapter, one without a number. Lord knows I am on my 100th book of life lessons by now. But it's my book, one I have been chosen to write, Lord willing.
The Best Motivation

..xobb 
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