It's been a while since I've posted on the blog. I was looking at my last post and with my last post, Bailey was the newest addition to my household. Well, it's not half a year later and unfortunately, Bailey has moved on to plant heaven and I am now a plantless person. Things with work have slowed down a bit so I decided to take a moment to reflect.
It is now March and a year ago, Seth matched in Arizona and we were making plans to move across the country to the desert. Boy does time fly. It seems that as I get older, time goes even faster. My mom had once mentioned this to me and I didn't believe it, but now I'm experiencing it first-hand. There's now a new group of 17 interns and Seth is excited to be done with intern year in a couple of months. He has a few more rotations to get through- Nursery, TMC Wards, andHematology/Oncology. A few of his fellow interns have a countdown going on for how many call-nights are left. I think rotations are so interesting just because some of them are really laid back and others are super busy. It seems nice to have a change of pace sometimes.
Along the lines of having a change of pace, I have been thinking a lot about life, changes in life, passion, and being inspired. Currently, I like my job: I work with nice people, auditing and putting together financial statements is really interesting and fun because it's like a puzzle, and I work with a lot of autonomy, which is nice to have the freedom to work from home or with flexible hours when I need them. However, there's a distinction between liking something and having a passion for something. I am 25 years old and a question that I find myself pondering is - how do I find what I am passionate for? I am looking for inspiration and I am looking to be moved. Yet, I can't really identify what will inspire me. I look at the things in my life and I believe that I am so incredibly blessed. I have wonderful parents, a great brother, and an amazing husband. I love being a wife and I love taking care of my husband. I know that one day I will also enjoy the dynamics that children will bring to our life. However, will staying at home with the kids make me happy? Will a career change make me happy? Will volunteer work give me the satisfaction and inspiration that I am seeking? I am just uncertain.
I am just going to take an existentialist stance on this topic: Each day is a new day and each day I have the ability to reinvent myself.
