Let's Get Real
When I first starting working as a nurse, an acquaintance at church told me my life sounded like a bed of roses. I don't think anyone's life is a bed of roses. Even celebrities. I mean, what about Tom Hanks getting COVID19? What about Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie's failed marriage (which I am still, inexplicably, sad about, when I don't even follow Hollywood developments)? What we see of each other's lives is only what they disclose, and it sure is a lot more fun to disclose the happy things than the sad ones. Case in point: I published an article last week in a nursing journal. I immediately shared it. Like I'm in the peak of my career or something. But it has taken me until now to share something that happened 2 weeks ago [the week before I shared news of the article]. I was laid off. Looking back, I can see a perfect alignment of coincidences that led to that moment. Finding my feet as a new nurse practitioner--> waiting for paperwork that would le...