Paul's Passing Thoughts

I must say that my journey in nursing school, so far, is bitter sweet. Nursing school is hard, and hard work and best practice is no guarantee that you will make it. One thing that is particularly difficult is learning to think like a nurse. It is a different way of thinking, but more on that another time.

I have seen the sacrifices being made by people to become nurses, and it astounds me. Humanity has many intriguing breeds, and nursing is one of them.

But the purpose of this post follows, as I must, once again, hurry to class. My experience is bittersweet because I see the emotional fallout at school from those who think they have failed at something. It’s no surprise that this is seen more often during midterms or finals. Whether sitting in their car alone sobbing, or walking down the hall looking like they just survived an electrocution, this is what I would say to them:

You haven’t failed at anything till you quit. Your desire is your calling. Stay the course. Find a way; the world needs your heart.

That’s what I would say, so that you do not make me sad.

paul