Like me, the person who was supposed to send me one photo in a photos swap couldn't decide, so she sent two: birch bark, and a gargoyle under construction. The more I look at the gargoyle, the more creeped out I get.
I'm a second-degree nursing student in my second year of an accelerated BSN program in Philadelphia. I mused to my mother that it doesn't seem like I'm choosing a career path so much as I'm being compelled toward hospice nursing; like all the decisions have already been made and I just need to act. She replied, "that means it's a calling."
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