Create

I had a young patient this past weekend. He was a 24-year-old, x-NC State football player. It was bizarre having a patient my own age, especially when I had to ask him if he had peed or had a bowel movement in the past couple hours. I think he was a bit uncomfortable with the concept as well because he would say "Number 1, or number 2?" haha. His mother was really sweet. She dressed nicely, and was always smiling. One day I was telling her about my summer internship and how I had gone to NC State for a year to do textiles but that I had "felt a greater calling" and wanted to serve by means of nursing. Later that day, she told me she had studied art in school and then went back to school for journalism so that she could get a job. She encouraged me to continue to be creative because it will "fill me." Interesting choice of words, I thought.

So, today, I vow to do one creative thing a day. One act done purely off of inspiration. Whether that be making a headband like I did today, or going for a hike. Something that I do entirely for me, to "fill me." Thank you, well dressed mother in pearls, thank you.