It's funny: when I began blogging, I was eager for an audience, eager for responses, eager to share my life's happenings. But in the nine (nine!) years since I wrote my first post, so much has changed. I've become much more private. I don't post much online anymore, anxious to keep what's mine, mine, but for the occasional Instagram picture of my cats. But I like being able to come back here and read what I've written, how I thought, what I was doing...so here's a little update :)
I'm at Yale now, starting to find my sea legs after a whirlwind first few weeks. I'm balancing feeling so, so, so, so (did I mention so?) so exhausted with being in school and taking exams and writing papers with the sheer joy I get from learning and being immersed in what I want to be doing — finally. The good far outweighs the stressful. I'm here, I'm doing it: studying to become a midwife, a women's health nurse practitioner, learning hand maneuvers for pelvic exams and the intricate pathways of the hypothalamus-pituitary-ovarian axis. It's amazing.
Of course, right now I'm procrastinating. I have two exams this coming Monday, and two papers due after that. I should be studying, researching, analyzing — but it's been nice, sitting here in the library, thinking about coming back to this space here and writing a bit. I'll leave with a picture of (what else) my cats, brothers I brought home in June, who have filled my time and life with happiness and black fur.
|Moses and Ira|