My Own Personal Legend

Since I'm in school to become a nurse, it may seem obvious that I enjoy helping people. I possess the natural ability, almost like an instinct, to come to the aid of anyone who is in need. It can be physical help, mental help, or even to help my little brother with his homework. Helping people is a part of my personality. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't change it. And I wouldn't want to change it. But helping people, in my opinion, goes far beyond my character. It is something I was raised to do. It's not only for the person(s) I'm helping, it benefits me as well.

Remember Me As..

When I leave this world to begin my eternal life, I wanted to be remembered as a good person. I want those who knew me to be filled with happiness and joy when they think of me after my death. I want them to say, "She lived a good life, she had a beautiful heart." We are all human, and at times we all have our moments of break downs, bad days, and sometimes bad weeks. But in the long run, we look for the moments of bliss that we shared with a person who is no longer around. Although the bad memories can creep in (and I'm sure they will), I want to leave people with more cheerful moments than crummy ones. When my soul passes onto the next world, I want the people who knew me to keep my memory alive. I want them to help someone else in a way that I helped them. I want them to pass along the acts of kindness. I hope that people remember how it made them feel to have someone there to help them with whatever it was they needed help with. And I hope that they feel even more blessed and rewarded to pass that feeling forward by helping someone else. It's kindness, it's love, it's what makes the world go round.

My Life's Mission

Some people may want to go down in history, others may go through life with a mission to make as much money as possible. But those people loss sight of the big picture behind it all. Anyone who has made history did not do so with the intention to. They did so because something they did (a life mission) was either honorable or horrible. Those who work their life away only because they want to be rich and bathe in bath tubs full of money end up being the ones who are the most unhappy. As the saying goes, money doesn't buy happiness. Those people should be focusing more on being rich with quality rather than quantity. My life mission is a bit different from the other two. I want to be able to make a difference. It doesn't have to be to a whole bunch of people, but if I can make a difference in just one persons life, then my life mission will be complete. It brings me happiness to make other people happy. My dream of Mark's House is just one ambition to complete my life's mission. But as I'm writing, I'm thinking. I'm thinking about how I have already made a difference in at least one person's life. But it won't stop there. It's going to be a never ending journey, for as long as I live. And hopefully my life's mission will live on, in someone else's life, after I pass on. 

My Success Story

My soul would be satisfied if I not only helping others made a difference to them, but if it made a difference around the entire world. I'm talking about World Peace. If everyone just helped one another, rather than fighting over land, money, politics, etc., this Earth would be a much better place. It starts with one person, who has the courage to pass along the act of kindness. Then it's up to the other, and the many more after that, to keep it going. Think of people like Mother Theresa, and Gandhi. They were against violence, they were for peace. They made a difference in so many lives. Their helpfulness and kindness did not go unnoticed, and it did get passed along. The only problem was that it stopped being passed along. My soul would be satisfied if every other soul on planet Earth could look passed all of the material things, all of the drama that society has created, and to think of the bigger picture behind it all. Then once they see that bigger picture, I wish that they could act upon it. I wish that people realized how important it is to be of help to another person. And maybe once that is accomplished, the human race will understand and see Peace before their eyes. 

This Week's Poem: Epitaph

Here lies a woman
Who was kind to all
She was called Molly
But for short, she liked 'Moll'
A life full of love
Has been passed on
To the next life above
An angel watching over
Still reaching out a hand
Helping those in need, and
Doing all she can
What a blessing heaven has
To have her way up there
We were blessed to have her
For the time we did down here
Her memory lives on
In all of our hearts
And it's comforting knowing
We're not really apart
For when the trees dance
When the wind blows
When the sky shines
That's when we'll feel her close

Gratitude In The Workplace

I've mentioned my job on here more than once. I've stated how grateful I am that the opportunity I was offered fell in my lap, and how it pays so well. It's a great low stress job to have while in school. I've mentioned how I'm not passionate about my job at all, but how it's just a stepping stone to starting my career. It's something to fall back on.

The Things That Get Me Through

I don't love my job, but I'm grateful that I don't hate it like I did at my old job. I have a very kind, generous, caring boss. She makes it clear how grateful she is to have me helping her out, especially in the summer when the company is at their busiest. I'm grateful that she saw my potential and gave me the opportunity to climb the ladder at this company. When training me, she was very patient and wouldn't get upset when I made mistakes that were hard to fix. She takes things in stride, and without realizing teaches me how to do the same. I'm grateful that I was offered a year- round position rather than seasonal (which is what I was hired for). 

Another thing I'm thankful for when it comes to my boring job, is the money I'm paid to do it. As I've mentioned in previous blog posts, I was given a $5 raise within two months. I started out at $10 per hour as the front desk receptionist, and was promoted to $15 per hour to work in the finance/accounting department. I like having my own desk, which I can personalize as my own. I can make myself comfortable, and have all the things that sooth me around. I'm grateful to be able to wear what ever I'd like to work. When I was the receptionist, I had to wear the company uniform (khaki's, white sneakers, and a navy blue polo shirt with the company's logo). When I was promoted my boss said that what I wore to work was totally up to me. I don't show up in sweat pants, but I can be comfortable in my own style and don't have to wear that ugly uniform. And being paid $15/hr gives me a little extra spending money to buy new clothes ;)

At the daycare (my old job) I couldn't imagine trying to balance school with the stress I was dealing with on a day to day basis. I felt like I was a mother of 7 infants. The stress would follow me home. I'd feel beat up every day and didn't feel like doing much at all other than getting in my PJ's and laying in bed or on the couch. With the job I have now, although it can be busy sometimes, is far less stressful. I'm grateful for that because I'm able to balance school, work, and a social life. With a low stress job such as mine, I'm healthier and happier than I was before. I'm grateful that I can recognize these things despite the fact that I don't enjoy what I do. Despite the fact that I'm not passionate about what I do. There is always a bright side to everything, and these are mine within my workplace. 

Another thing I'm grateful for is the people I work with. As I mentioned, my boss is a kind woman. We share laughs together, and talk about things that are going on in our lives. Although she is way older than me, we've become friends. That's not something a lot of people can say about their boss, that they're friends, but I can. My co-workers are funny, down to earth, easy to get along with people. We can go out for drinks together after work and on the weekends. They know how to make the work day fun and interesting. There is never a dull moment at Boston Harbor Cruises. 

This Week's Poem: Hip Hop Resume

My passion is wild

To help any child

Thats feelin' down

Or not so great 

I don't hold back or hesitate

I make them laugh

I make them smile

And they forget 'bout the pain

For at least a lil while

I'm a hard worker 

That goes above & beyond

I'll heal those kids

With the wave of a magic wand

Nursin' is my callin'

Children are my joy

Pedi Dept. please 

Consider me to employ.

How I See It

Story 1: My Ideal Future

In my ideal future, if everything goes just as I plan for it to, I will graduate college and begin my career as a Registered Nurse. I will work in a major Boston hospital in the pediatrics department, working 3 nights a week. My current boyfriend, Sean, and I will decide to marry and live in the outskirt towns of Boston. We will have a beautiful home with a large backyard. We will buy a Shiba Inu puppy to join our new family. After a couple years of marriage, we'll start having children. Hopefully, the first will be a little boy, and the second a little girl. Our family will grow and live happily together over the years. Sean will be teaching at the school that our children attend. We will save enough money to own a vacation home in Orlando, FL. where we will take the children on vacation every summer. We will also have plenty of money to travel the world, (just Sean and I) when the children are grown. Sean and I will be blessed with many years of marriage and health, and we will also be blessed with many grandchildren. 

Story 2: A Twist In The Story

Seeing the same future for myself, but with a bit of a twist of unexpected triumph. After graduating college and beginning my career as a nurse, I will win MegaMillions. Sean and I will already be married. I will decide to put the money towards starting my own organization called Mark's House. Together, my mother and I as Registered Nurses will begin this non-profit organization to help the mentally ill strive in ways they are unable to now. We will be open to anyone who is willing to help others, work towards personal and financial goals for themselves, and become a better person for tomorrow. Once Mark's House is up and running successfully, I will start a family with Sean and continue my work for the organization. Hopefully, the ending of this story is the same as the first.

Story 3: My Alternate Universe Future

This story takes place at the time in story number one when I begin my career as a nurse in a major Boston hospital. I will be working 3 nights a week, as I mentioned. Sean and I will be living in a house that we own together, and we will have our first child, who is an infant. Then, a zombie apocalypse occurs. I will be leaving the hospital at 7am after a long night shift. I will be driving through the streets that are filled with chaos and tragedy. When I arrive at home, Sean will be getting himself ready to go to work. He'll have the news on the TV, showing all of the chaos thats breaking out from where I just came from. "Breaking News: People filled with rage attacking anyone and everyone they see/know" says the banner at the bottom of the screen. I'll tell him about everything I saw on my drive home, when the news anchor interrupts and says, "We just received word from the Government to stay indoors if you haven't been infected or attacked. If you have been attacked or think you have been infected, please seek immediate medical attention." Then my cell phone will go off, and it will be the hospital calling me to come back and help out since they will be overwhelmed with patients. Before I rush out the door to go, I'll take a quick shower. When I get out, Sean will tell me how the school he works at has been cancelled for the day. Just as this happens, we will hear a bang at the front door and cries for help. Before opening the door, we will see a neighbor be eaten by her own husband. Then he will try getting into our house to eat us and our baby. We will get out of town before either of us or our child is harmed, and we will survive together for many years. We will stay on the road and keep moving from state to state to stay alive. My skills as a nurse will help us along the way, and Sean's skills as a teacher will bring knowledge to our child as he grows. The government will discover a cure for the outbreak, and will finally make the dead, dead. The world will slowly go back to normal and we will live a happy life together putting the world back together.

This Week's Poem About Grace:

The universe has in store

Something great for me

A wonderful love

And a career yet to be

The path I'm traveling 

On this journey today

Is filled with hope

All along the way

I'm being offered

Freedom and age

I'm a bird

Who'll never be caged

Faith, family

And friends so dear

By my side

For yet another year

Everything going 

Better than expected

To the universe

I've never felt more connected