And so I return to Colorado. After my mostly very ridiculous adventures, real life suddenly beckons me back home like a slap in the face.
I return to my friends and family, to my jobs, skiing and biking, and to nursing school. I’m genuinely excited (wish there were more words in the English language to describe feelings) to come home with new friends and stories, and new goals in mind, but I’m also completely terrified. Four months doesn’t seem all that long when it’s spent out of a suitcase, but returning home shows that some things change a little, some things don’t change at all, some things are incredibly more noticeable, and some things change a lot.
I suppose I might have changed a little too.
I’ve decided to accept these inevitable changes as a fresh start and a new chapter in my life. And also because of this, I’ve decided that this will be my last post to this little blog. I’m ready for that change and as scary as it is, I’m going to accept it with open arms.
I’m looking back and it’s been a good, interesting, and very, very crazy year. I’ve had a lot of fun, a lot of mistakes, and a ton of so called “learning experiences.” I’m happy to say that I will always continue to never “settle,” to always keep going, and doing and learning. Never being caught in the dust, and onto a new beginning in my life!
Oh dear mountain bike, how I have missed you…….
Sue told us once that we should never use the phrase, “I’m just the nurse…”
I have learned that in French, there is no direct translation for the English word, Nurse. Instead, the woman that works in our equivalent position is called sage femme, translating into English meaning wise woman.
They use this word because yes, the doctor is important, but the sage femme is the person who first and most cares. They are never “just nurses,” they are very wise women :)