It is finally snowing
It's snowing! and it isn't some half-assed hesistant snow. This is snow with some backbone and determination. The kind of snow the military would like. Bush + Cheney for eternity.
It's the season of the "end-of-the-year-reflection/summary-post." a time honored tradition.
Globally a LOT of shitty things happened. So I'm going to do a microscopic view of the year and focus in on my own nothing of a life.
In 2006 I worked in Exeter hospital and at the Eliot, having my first go with real people in the role of "nurse"- too many life changing stories to list here, luckily I've cataloged most of them along the way. Each side of my family suffered the loss of a wonderful person. I spent a lot of time with a four year old girl who awakened a lot of playfulness and patience in me. I got a life-affirming tattoo. I survived a semester that I was sure would bring me down (with three As and a B+ no less). I recovered from my semester of being an RA, climaxing with a confrontation with UNH administration.
My faults are all intact, with the exceptions being: I'm not as closed off or reluctant to share myself and I'm a little less elitist. I didn't write anything at all, not even the random little phrases and sentences that used to pop into my head. I successfully became a UNH-Nursing Dept approved robot without the energy or vocabulary to write anything creatively. I nurtured a hamster into obesity and read very few things that were not nursing textbooks. I should probably mention something here about Alex and how much growth happened in our relationship, but honestly, it will just come out sounding really phony and mushy because my writing has atrophied. But he's fabulous, we're fabulous, I'm glad he can still put up with my insanity and that we both sometimes do the robot with no warning at all.
2007 will mark the end of my formal classroom-based undergraduate education, which is really trippy to think about, so I'm avoiding thinking about it while I anxiously anticipate it. a fifth year will bring me my masters, and I'll be a step closer to being a nurse practitioner... which is terrifying. Who would have figured I'd actually follow through on the life plans I had in eleventh grade? Gross. high school never happened, except for the good parts like Eli.
In closing, the words of a 4 year old
Me: Why don't we make some Happy New Years cards?
Bean: Yeah! Cards that say "thank you"
Me: Who do you want to thank?
Bean: The whole wide world, of course!
Me: Oh! what are we thanking them for?
Bean: A great year!
Here's to 2006.
May 2007 have twice the coffee and half the faults,
Kim
It's the season of the "end-of-the-year-reflection/summary-post." a time honored tradition.
Globally a LOT of shitty things happened. So I'm going to do a microscopic view of the year and focus in on my own nothing of a life.
In 2006 I worked in Exeter hospital and at the Eliot, having my first go with real people in the role of "nurse"- too many life changing stories to list here, luckily I've cataloged most of them along the way. Each side of my family suffered the loss of a wonderful person. I spent a lot of time with a four year old girl who awakened a lot of playfulness and patience in me. I got a life-affirming tattoo. I survived a semester that I was sure would bring me down (with three As and a B+ no less). I recovered from my semester of being an RA, climaxing with a confrontation with UNH administration.
My faults are all intact, with the exceptions being: I'm not as closed off or reluctant to share myself and I'm a little less elitist. I didn't write anything at all, not even the random little phrases and sentences that used to pop into my head. I successfully became a UNH-Nursing Dept approved robot without the energy or vocabulary to write anything creatively. I nurtured a hamster into obesity and read very few things that were not nursing textbooks. I should probably mention something here about Alex and how much growth happened in our relationship, but honestly, it will just come out sounding really phony and mushy because my writing has atrophied. But he's fabulous, we're fabulous, I'm glad he can still put up with my insanity and that we both sometimes do the robot with no warning at all.
2007 will mark the end of my formal classroom-based undergraduate education, which is really trippy to think about, so I'm avoiding thinking about it while I anxiously anticipate it. a fifth year will bring me my masters, and I'll be a step closer to being a nurse practitioner... which is terrifying. Who would have figured I'd actually follow through on the life plans I had in eleventh grade? Gross. high school never happened, except for the good parts like Eli.
In closing, the words of a 4 year old
Me: Why don't we make some Happy New Years cards?
Bean: Yeah! Cards that say "thank you"
Me: Who do you want to thank?
Bean: The whole wide world, of course!
Me: Oh! what are we thanking them for?
Bean: A great year!
Here's to 2006.
May 2007 have twice the coffee and half the faults,
Kim