The End Of My Social Life

The end of my social life... or is it the beginning?

     As a new nursing student, I frequently catch myself saying, "I have no life". My weekdays consist of work and school, tons of reading, and minimal hours of sleep. However, on the weekends I like to switch it up by going out on dates. Study dates, that is. Where we grab a cup of joe, whip open our twenty pound books, insert our headphones, and speak only when spoken to. With that being said, it is no wonder I feel as though "I have no life", but one thing led to another and my vision as a nursing student began to shift.  

     For most girls, they would say that the key to any successful relationship is ones ability to communicate. The social aspect of nursing far outweighs any relationship I have yet to encounter. Imagine being provided one opportunity to develop a trusting, honest, and respectful relationship with a complete stranger in a matter of minutes. This is something that would frighten most individuals; however, this is what pushes me to expand my social life into a new realm of uncertainty and mystery.
     I no longer view being a nurse as a career; rather it is whom I am choosing to become. The more I look at it as a career, the more overwhelmed I become and I no longer focus on my desire to serve others, but rather bring all the attention to myself. Knowing that Christ has sewn this passion into the deepest parts of my heart keeps me smiling through this period of transformation and refinement.

     I have not only gained new brothers and sisters in Christ, but I will soon be gaining timeless relationships with my future patients and their families. It seems as though what I thought was the end of my social life 
is really the beginning.