It struck me the other day how I can look at my girlfriends
and just ‘know’ what they need to hear to fix their latest breakup, patch up a
fuss or get to the root of issues with their Mother. While I stumble thru life in general finally resorting to
the self-help aisle at Barnes & Noble. Now relationships are only the tip of the iceberg. Since the first day of First grade in
Mrs. Townsend’s classroom when Adriana Salinas helped me find my own desk, (I
have been in awe of Adriana ever since), I have wondered how come I missed the
class, that link of DNA, or the secret meetings that let everyone else know
‘what to do’, ‘where to go’, ‘how to behave’, ‘what to wear’, just on and on
cause I never seem to Just Know.
The hugest example of this is I always wanted to be a nurse, RN
specifically. Since I felt like
everyone else in class would already ‘know’ what to do and nursing is such an
important job I did the following- First I took the Nurse Aide course at my local
community college. Now keep in
mind this was 30 years ago when nurse aides could be trained on the job. No way was I to be caught off guard in
nursing school not able to make the perfect mitered corner. Then I applied for LVN school and
studied like I was trying to get into Harvard. I was accepted and graduated the very next year. I have been an RN for over 20 years
now. I have never regretted taking
the extra time to get in but I would not recommend it to anyone else. It really is not necessary as they
teach mitered corners in the first semester but hey, now you ‘KNOW’. Have a super awesome November day. kisses
Unfortunately you passed down the absence of the "just know" gene to your children.
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