So its been about a week since I posted, which feels like the line between 'haven't posted in awhile' and 'satisfied that there's been a recent post', am i right?
I think I've gotten over my pity party about my health, although I go back to clinic next week to do it all over again. It's a constant learning process and I'm trying to be a better student.
Today seems like an important day on so many levels. My first cousin is having her first baby as I speak, the first child in my family since my now-21-year-old cousin was born. It's pretty cool. I love babies. I just wish this one wasn't so far away from where I am. Congratulations to the new little family.
A friend of mine has been fighting his way through a double(triple if lungs count as two) organ transplant recovery.. he's had a rough go of it and is fighting to wake up and enjoy his new gift. Thinking about you and your family, L!
Of course today marks 8 years since the attacks in the U.S., the biggest disaster of my generation perhaps. I remember exactly where I was; 19 years old and at my brand new university grabbing some food in between classes at the cafeteria. I noticed alot of extra attention on the cafeteria television and couldnt believe what I saw. My next class, my favourite psych class, involved the prof (also my fave spanning all 4 years) telling us that there would be no class unless we wanted to sit and talk about how we felt about the attacks. The fact that class got cancelled really made it feel all the more important and also said something about that particular professor. I'm pretty sure I had more classes later that day that were not cancelled.
Those are my thoughts for the day!
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