I rode out to Arizona on Thursday to see my my niece graduate. It’s odd. I was 17 when she was born. She’s 21 now. She blossomed so beautifully and I literally can’t believe it. The pride I felt at her accomplishment is immeasurable. Knowing that she now has the biggest skill to succeed in life is relieving. She can get a job. She has a secure-ish future. Because I gotta be true to myself, nothing is 100% right? Still though, I guess my mind can’t comprehend the fact that she is an adult. I used to change her diapers, I saw her walk, I saw her potty train. My kids are 4 and 7. I am not anywhere near where my niece is at, but I hope that I produced such great people like her.
Second generation RN.
The fact that she chose the profession that I am in. I was the first RN in the family, the youngest of 4 and the first to go to college. My sister, who is first born and 15 years my senior, got her RN later at 43. Now her daughter is also an RN. I didn’t know that my choice in career would be so meaningful. I didn’t know it could feel like this. So rewarding. And not even for me, but for her. Because it is her accomplishment. It is her hard work that got her through this. What is nice is the fact that I was able to indirectly inspire her dream. This feels so good and so unreal.
I am so proud of you my darling. And I hope your father is looking down on you and feeling this pride as well.
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