Climbing.

Well, I've started the RN year.

RN.  Woah. 

Weird.

 

It's a strange feeling, climbing up this mountain of nursing.  Before I was an aide, I thought being an aide was such a big deal.  Such an important job.  And then, once I got there I realized it wasn't too scary or too fancy.   It was just a job, only better.

 

Then, I admired those in nursing school and I thought they were real important and real fancy.  They must be wicked smart and they must have all the answers.  They must have incredible grades and they must work very hard.    And then I got to that point and realized, it wasn't that big of a deal.  It wasn't too scary or too fancy.  I was just a CNA, only better.

 

And then I admired those working as an LPN.  They must be wicked hard workers.  They must have studied so hard during nursing school and they must have all the answers.  They must have gotten incredible grades in order to pass their LPN board exam.  And then I got to that point and realized, it wasn't too scary or too fancy.   I was just a nursing student, only better.

 

In my eyes, as I look at this huge mountain of nursing I think that it's gorgeous.  It's a beautiful mountain and I really want to climb it.  And as I get closer and closer to the mountain, I keep walking towards it.  And as I'm walking and gawking at the mountain, I keep moving forward step by step. And before I know it, I'm at the top of the mountain already.  I'm there.  I've made it.   And I didn't even realize I was climbing.  

 

I'm here.  I'm an LPN.  I'm an RN student.  I'm applying for nursing jobs.  
I'm at the top and I'm looking around and realizing that I've climbed this mountain that I thought was so scary.  The things that I dreaded, the boulders I tried to avoid, the slippery slopes that made me nervous and the hiking I hated were not so bad.  Just taking it one step at at time.  One foot in front of the other.   

 

Keep on, keeping on.