So as many of you may know, I have recently
moved back to the great city of Steubenville for school. Not at Franciscan
though, instead I am at a nursing school that is directly attached to one of
the major hospitals in the area.
A lot has happened to bring me to this
place. But the reason that I’m sitting here in my currently Wi-Fi dead
apartment (Xfinity please hurry up and get here!) is because of this beauty of
a tapestry that I got on sale:
A lot of you are just going to roll your
eyes and say “seriously. Of all the quotes you picked THAT one? The most over
used quote of all time.”. And I will proudly say that yes I did spend money on
this overused quote because I am the nerd that knows that that is not the whole
quote! I’m the nerd who knows that the quote is a poem that Bilbo Baggins wrote
about Aragorn (Strider) during a poetry contest in the Fellowship of the Ring
and tells us his entire backstory and predicts his future. Cuz Tolkien is a
boss like that.
But it wasn’t just my overwhelming
nerdyness that brings me to love this quote. “Not all that glitters is gold.Not all who wander are lost…” and so on. Most people take the wandering as a
physical wandering. Which in my case is defiantly a probability. I have
wandered from different parts of Texas, Ohio, all the states in between, Spain,
Portugal, France, Brazil, Costa Rica, and Mexico. The travel bug bit me hard!
But this quote struck me with all that was going on so much deeper. We all
wander, even if we live in the same house all our lives until that dreaded day
when your parents tell you to get out of the basement.
This all hit home during the summer when I
went to a funeral for a beloved Uncle who basically was the definition of a
wander. He saw beauty everywhere he went and used his skill as a carpenter to
bring the beauty to life in amazing tables and even an amazing tree house for
the family that was so kind to him near the end. I hope to live a life as fully
as he did so that when the day comes that I die and am buried people are not
milling around crying like you see in the movies, but rather standing with
beers in hand talking about all the stupid shit I did and laughing at all the
weird things that I said or did. Rest in Peace Uncle Jim, I hope our slightly
more legal version of a Viking funeral made you happy and that you know just
how loved you were.
My heart has travelled thousands of miles
and dragged the rest of me right behind it, sometimes through some gravel and
turf… not fun… But because of the scars that I have gained through my journey
in life I was able to take the events of last semester (see pervious posts if
you want to read more) and come back with an ambition and determination to
crush the opinions of those people who said that my future as a Nurse was
non-existent.
These next couple of years are not going to be easy, when I left I kind of wheat through withdrawal. I stayed at home and just watch Netflix feeling sorry for my self and angry at those who took my dream of graduating from Franciscan away. Now that I'm back in the same town I feel like I can heal those wounds and start to ween my way into the real world rather than a dramatic break off.
Pray for me! Nursing school is going to be LOADS of fun!
“There's nothing more
calming in difficult moments than knowing there's some one fighting with you.”
--Mother Teresa
Let go of your plans. The first hour of your morning belongs to God. Tackle
the day's work that he charges you with, and he will give you the power to
accomplish it. -St. Edith Stein
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