Day 7: Tears & Vampire Weekend
Not the easiest work day or week. Been holding some things in in an attempt to appear poised and professional; however, in knowing how I am, I suspected that it would only be a matter of time before I broke down.
Well, today was that day. I do not find it of importance or use to describe what spawned such water works this afternoon, but I will tell you that however horrible my sobs may have sounded, those tears were a blessing.
Have you ever heard of a "good cry"? Well, that is what I experienced and, trust me, it was much needed. I needed to let everything go and stop acting so strong and composed. I am human, which makes me far from perfect and that is okay. Someone told me that though I am out of the classroom, I am still a student who will make mistakes now and then; however, if I treat those mistakes as learning opportunities, I would be all the better for having made the mistakes originally, because I had chose to grow from them.
Realizing this, I don't want to be an average occupational therapist that is passive and ill-driven; I want to be an on-point, phenomenal, charismatic OT who can grow from her experiences (good or bad) and help others get back to living life.
So, if this means making mistakes in order to grow beyond this point, bring it on. My tears are shed and done with. My stress is tossed to the wind. Tomorrow is a new day and I can only go up from here.
I originally was going to post "Hide and Seek" by Imogen Heap when I sat down to write tonight's blog; however, I have changed my mind, as my spirits are lifted. I am blessed by love, life and laughter. No need for an ongoing pity party here. So, with that, I hope you enjoy a taste of Vampire Weekend's, "A Punk." Love, love, love this band.
Special thanks to the one who talked me through by sobs and into a night free of stress. You know who you are. Good night, loves. Rest up for St. Patrick's Day.
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