Mantle
Tonight we had a meeting to begin the set-up of our first practicum.
At the moment, I am internalizing the difference between motor output and sensory input.
My anatomy teacher is too easy, and I worry that I won’t know what I need to know.
I’ve fallen in love with a word I can barely pronounce: phenomenology.
Some days I am scared about the role I am being handed, about the role I have asked to be given.
Some days I embrace it and know in it hides all the amazing sides of myself I’ve yet to discover, in it I will find my life’s work.
Just turning it over in my imagination, I feel bubbling over excitement, creativity and wonder.
For now they’ve yet to tie the ribbon and release it’s weight.
One day I will be… a nurse.















your commitment to this journey all these years speaks volumes about the nurse that you will be.
you inspire.
and you’ll be a fantastic nurse!