three months later.

Life is good.

I just finished my one summer class, Anatomy and Physiology Lab, and will be enrolling in three more classes next month - all pre-requisites for a technical degree plan. After some time to reflect on my experiences in nursing school, I realized that I'd found my calling. The one area of clinical rotations that I truly enjoyed, the one area in which I excelled: Phlebotomy. Thankfully, my nursing course hours transferred painlessly, and I'm only lacking these last three before I can apply to the program. Fifteen are accepted each semester - based on scores and interviews - and, after a semester of clinical rotations, should graduate. I feel like I'm already ahead in the game, considering I've performed at least 286,109 successful sticks and blood draws throughout nursing school. Fingers crossed. I'm stoked. :)

Justin and I are wonderful. He's my One. Without a doubt. Funny how things work that way...

//update.

One moment, all is clear. The next, as frustratingly clouded as ever.

I won't be graduating next month.

My choice.

"I know that starting over is not what life's about ---

but my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth."

- Modest Mouse

* * *

Nursing, for now, simply isn't my calling. I'm a firm believer, though, that absolutely everything happens for a reason - and through the nursing program, I discovered an area of healthcare in which I excel, one that both challenges and excites me. Phlebotomy. I've looked into the semester-long program offered at a school nearby, and several of my nursing credits will actually transfer. --- I know, for certain, that healthcare is where my heart lies. And hey, maybe I'll one day complete my nursing degree. For the first time in my life, though, I'm disregarding others' opinions and free advice. For the first time in my life, I'm trusting myself. For the first time in my life, I'm living - and I'm living for me. It's kind of nice.

And.

There's this incredible person, Justin. My love. Beautiful, talented, real. Hands-down, I've never felt so sure of anything or anyone, ever. Within the next few weeks, I'll be moving in with him. 'Tis only the beginning of good things.