Crazy Beautiful

Not only am I faithfully still working at my doctors office, I also go to nursing school as well, and am planning a trip to London this July. My life is crazy. No, more like crazy beautiful. I have to remind myself, I have it better than most when, at the end of the day, I am exhausted beyond measure and am frustrated at the world (lol, this happens frequently). But I am starting to see what "sharing your life with someone" means. No, I don't have a boyfriend, fiance, or husband, but I think I am starting to understand why a person would want to put up with a another person for the rest of thier lives...Life gets lonely and jaded, when you're crazy busy, working, going to school, planning your life. Sometimes you want someone to share in the beauty, the pain, the passion, and the craziness of your life. When I am driving to clinicals at the hospital, per se, I look at the Tulsa skyline and marvel at the beauty of it and I sometimes wish someone could share that experience with me. Or even better, when I am serving my patients and talking to them, there are some emotional experiences that I wish I could relate with another person. The beauty of people and their lives is breathtaking. I love to talk with children and talk about their day and ask how they're feeling, how I can make it better. Nursing is so overwhelmingly exhausting in this way. Seeing death, suffering, and on the other side of it all; life and happiness. Sometimes you want to run somewhere and cry. Life is so beautiful and breathtaking. To share that with somebody, I think, would be the cumulation of it all.