Working toward a goal

As I woke up today, enjoying the comfort of my bed and felt the touch of my child on my back I felt safe. I am in a home, surrounded by love. I have everything I could ever need and want. Then we must think, we have to think, about those young men and women serving our country, that wake up, away from their home, away from their children, sleeping not as soundly because they are the defenders of freedom.

Am I to feel guilty because I go about my life - preparing breakfast for the kids, doing the mounds of laundry that build up, go to sporting events, movies and coffee shops? I guess I would feel guilty if I did all those things and didn't somewhere keep in the back of my mind, while I am enjoying all of my luxuries, someone, somewhere is serving this country. Yes, even during the everyday grind, I think of our military members.

I'm at a point in my life, where I'm finishing up an advanced degree and I am not really sure what or where to go next. When I was five I wanted to be a nurse, when I was eighteen I wanted to be a physical therapist. When I graduated, I became neither. Now many years later, I'm thinking I need to answer my calling, to be a nurse. I think too - this is where I can serve my country and help our wounded warriors in their greatest time of need. So as one process ends, I'll begin another.

So, I am beginning my search for getting my nursing pre-reqs out of the way - it may take a number of years to get through, but like any goal I set for myself, I just take it one step at a time.