Week 2 Maryland Adventure


When did I learn to "Care Bravely?"

and why don't you care?

New assignment. New hospital. New people. New culture.

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Hello again.
I have always cared about everyone. I have always felt it was important and right to watch out and care for those around me. 
Even as a little child, I remember worrying about my classmates, family members, and neighbors.

Through the years I have been told I am "too sensitive", "too nosey", and generally "too much" in all aspects of my life.
I no longer care that others may feel that I "care" too much. My goal is to be kind. To try my best to help others, and to be unafraid to call out injustices or meanness in the situations that I am in or around.

I blame my parents.

Really, I do. Growing up my home was always a place where people came. To play, to eat, to talk, to sleep, or to feel safe. I have lost track of the times we had someone staying with us. Through the years I came home with friends (or their whole family) asking if they could stay, and the answer was always "Yes." They set an example of service and kindness I have rarely seen out in the wild. Oops, I mean in life.

My hospital for this assignment has chosen the logo is "Care Bravely." 

It is dorky, but I love it. It is a beautiful goal in life.

I wonder how much kinder and compassionate life would be if everyone started to "Care Bravely."

These next few months are going to be hard. Being away from my husband and children is a challenge I struggle with each day. 

I keep my sights on my family's goals and my ability to help serve those around me. I look forward to working with new people and showing my children how to honorably sacrifice for your goals.




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