Learning and Growing.

For two weeks now, I love the feeling I am getting. That feeling you earn when you have finally been able to make a transition from being the "bum" person you were to becoming that someone who has direction and purpose - that person who knows what she wants, and just how to get there. Simply put, someone who has an established road map of her life.

And the best thing about this experience so far is that I happen to learn more.  It seems like I have come out of my shell and comfort zone. No feeling of confinement, deprivation, resentment or disillusion.  Just the thought that a little swerve does not make you less of a person but a better one because in everything, we learn and grow one way or the other.

Friday: Excited or Not?

For some reason, I feel excited about this.

For the first time in my entire life, I feel like I'm on my way to becoming the "working girl" I've always wanted to be. Maybe not in a hospital, maybe there are no white uniforms, caps, and pins; no doctors, co-staff nurses, and patients; no medications round the clock, and chart reviews. But, it's work anyway. That's the bottom line of it.

I'm excited about the people, and the environment. I guess this is me wanting to embrace a new start, to grasp the opportunity to reinvent myself and prove that I'm not only the 'academic achiever' in my resume, but that I'm so much more of an achiever in the flesh. How is that? Yeah, cool.

But of course, with the excitement kicking in, the similarly equivalent anxiety strikes me out of nowhere. Maybe change is a powerful word. And the guts to embrace it is twice or thrice more challenging and frightening because it does not guarantee anything - better or worse, who knows?

I hope this opportunity turns out to be a promising experience for me.

With my eyes closed and fingers crossed, this is me now saying, Au revoir. Until then.