…***5/2- So this isn't much of an update BUT at least I posted a picture :]
Graduation was such a blur, but it I did it!
Summa Cum Laude, BSN (Bachelor of Science in Nursing)
Today, I am thankful for graduation.
…***5/2- So this isn't much of an update BUT at least I posted a picture :] Graduation was such a blur, but it I did it! Summa Cum Laude, BSN (Bachelor of Science in Nursing)
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Well, I can officially say that I am done with nursing school. I took my very last test (besides the NCLEX) this morning at 8am and walked at 9:36am, tired, but done.
But, now what? I was kinda lost because I'm "done". Everything has been turned in and all test taken. All I have to do is show up to everything now. Suddenly, after 16 years of school and planning for the next year or test or whatever, I had nothing to do anymore with school. I'm absolutely shocked to think that within less then a month, I will be taking a test to determine if I'm legally allowed to take care of people. Wow. So, as I sat there trying to grasp the concept I was fully realizing at the time, some friends of mine asked if I wanted to go play with some dogs in the student center with them. At first, I was confused, but then my mind vaguely began to remember the signs I had seen around campus concerning finals week stress relievers, including dogs. Today, I am thankful for therapy dogs. There ended up being three different dogs. Can't honestly tell you the breeds but all I care about was how happy they made me and so many others. Even though I wasn't stressed nor concerned with what's to come, those dogs just brightened my day. I even got to hold one of the dogs that insisted on giving me plenty of dog kisses, which melted my heart. I appreciate greatly the effort our school goes to make life a little less terrible. OC is home. Today, I am thankful for His Ressurection. Hallelujah, Christ arose! Today, I am thankful for lost and found. For over a year, I thought I had lost a very special necklace to me. I purchased it back in the beginning of high school while on a trip with my chorus. We were shopping at a pier in San Francisco when I happen to stumble into a jewlery shop. Hoping to find something nice for my mother, I run across this gold necklace. As I admired this necklace, I could feel the store clerk's eyes staring at me, surely wondering what this 15 year old girl with braces could possibly want, or afford. Finally I made eye contact which prompted the clerk to come and ask me if I needed help. "I would like to buy that necklace please. How much is it?" My voice at the time was still timid and very much southern, especially in California. "That necklace is very expensive; it is real gold and I'm sure very much out of your price range..." The smugness in her voice was overwhelming and before I could even say thank you, she walked away to attend other customers. And with a sad look on my face I began to make my way towards the door when I hear a whisper. "Psssssssss. Hey you.....which necklace were you looking at?" An older gentleman behind the counter wearing a Hawaiian tshirt was there staring at me. Y "Which necklace? Come over here and see. What she didn't tell you is we have most of the same necklaces in sterling silver. Can you find it?" I was thrilled as my eyes were scanning to find the very same necklace. And thankfully the sterling silver was much more affordable, but the necklace was still something I was proud of. Fast forward 7 years. This particular necklace was one that my mom and I both wore almost all the time. The actual charm on the necklace I bought so long ago was actually two in one. A small heart that said "daughter" was surrounded my a larger heart that said "mother". The small heart popped out with an area for a chain to be attached. It was my connection. But during a crazy weekend junior year of college, I somehow misplaced my half of the necklace. I searched everywhere it could be, but never did it turn up. I was convinced I had lost it for good. This morning while cleaning, I found the necklace. I immediately began to cry. I felt like I had found a small part of me that had been missing for a long time. It was lost, and now it's found. For all you contact wearing people out there, this is for you. Don't get me wrong, I am one of you. But every so often, there comes a time when physically wearing contacts just doesn't feel good anymore. Luckily, that is where glasses come in. Today, I am thankful for glasses. I'm thankful for the relief they bring to my dry, tired, and strained eyes. It's nice to have a break once in awhile from clear vision. To have rest to one of the hardest working parts of my body from the stress of contacts. Glasses allow freedom in someways that contacts just can't provide. As silly as I may look, I love my glasses. For the past three mornings, I have been consistently getting up at the same time. All three of those mornings have included glimpses of a beautiful sunrise. The sun has so many important jobs, but my favorite is it's light, especially it's first light. This light fills everything that once was so dark and grey with brightness and life. And as that light hits, you feel it's warm begin to take effect on everything it touches. As soon as it appears, it begins to work it's way into everything and anything on the earth. I thank God for such a wonderful picture and luminous joy every morning. Today, I am thankful for first light. Since my continuous decline in posting, my viewings have decreased.
At first, I was kinda disappointed, but who can blame people? If a "daily" blog stopped posting daily, then where is the appeal. But I am trying to get back into the swing of things, despite all the major life changes taking place over the next couple of months.. This was something very important to me, and it still is. I've had a couple of peak days where I regained my normal viewer support, but recently there have been days where only 1 person viewed the blog (and trust me, its not me). As I've been thinking about this, I find that the blog, even with one viewer, is fulfilling its purpose: to keep me accountable and to encourage others in the process. If I can encourage just one person each day, then this is all worth it. Today, I am thankful that Gods not Dead. godsnotdeadthemovie.com This morning was like any other Sunday morning: wake up, get ready, go to church. And as I went through the motions, I knew I wasn't giving it my all. I was tired and didn't really care anymore, but deep down, something kept me going. Then at church, it was the same. I wasn't giving it my all. I was doing the bare minimum to keep up the appearances. I was in the presence of God, receiving good news and blessings yet, I was giving nothing in return. As they passed the collection plate, I began to scrape to find any change or bills I could contribute but came up short due to my living through a debit card. I watched people around me do the same or write their checks and drop them in as the plate went by. But what happened next caught me and one very angry mother by surprise. A small child in front of me had been toying with an unopened box of raisins during communion. His mother prompletly made sure he was occupied before communion started like most mothers do to avoid the shreks and screams and small grabbing hands for the shiny gold bowl being passed around. By the time he got the box of raisins open, the collection plate was in the row ahead. Slowly he watched it go from hand to hand and finally make it's way down his family's row. And before it was made clear of his intentions, when it was passing over his head, the child poured his whole box of raisins into the plate. Of course you can imagine the chaos that began to take place. His mother began frantically picking out all the raisins, which evoked confusion on the child's face. And one by one they came out of the collection plate. Every last raisin made it's way back into the box from where it came. This greatly upset the child and he was removed from church and taken to the nursery. Today, I am thankful for giving. As I watched all this happen, I didnt realize it till much later in the day that that little boy's demonstration meant so much. He gave everything he had. All he had was that box of raisins and he understood enough to know that the shiny gold plate was for giving and so he gave. It's that simple. There I was perfectly able to give all I had, plenty more then a box of raisins yet I was content in the bare minimum. This one child put me to shame in seconds. I am so thankful that there are reminders and examples that don't let me forget what it means to humble myself and give everything I have, especially to God. And not just my struggles and worries, but also giving back blessings from God and praises that he deserves. Today, I am thankful for good news! Because good news is... well good! Good news is clearly better then bad news right? I guess it depends on the news.... I'm especially thankful that my grandfather's surgery went well today. That's actually more like great news, but you get the point. |