In the past two weeks I have had the pleasure of going on my children’s end-of-the-year field trips. The first was to my son’s 5th grade trip to an Indianapolis Indians baseball game. It was a positively gloriously sunny day, as if we had ordered it. About 75 degrees, blue skies, light breeze, all was right with the world. The second trip was my daughter’s 1st grade trip to the Indianapolis Zoo. This was a bit of a different trip. Overcast the whole day, light rain occasionally, cool at about 63 degrees, not a thought of sunshine.
Both trips were made on “the big Twinkie” as someone once called the school bus. When I was shorter, like under 5’ 5” I fit in those seats much better. Now at just over 6 feet it is a little different ride. But it does not matter. Because over my many years of caring for these ill and injured children that I do, I know one thing: Appreciate and treasure every moment. They come and go way too fast.
It is the precious opportunity to be with my children that matters. Not the fact that I have seen the same dolphin tricks over and over. Not that the Lunchable I am about to eat is not quite gourmet. It is the fact that it is a true gift that I get to spend the entire day with my beautiful children that counts. The looks on their faces when I arrive in their classrooms ready to board that bus is all I need. As nurses we make a difference every day. Sometimes in big ways, sometimes small. The same is true of parents, on a bus, eating ham and cheese on a cracker.
Tracy
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Both trips were made on “the big Twinkie” as someone once called the school bus. When I was shorter, like under 5’ 5” I fit in those seats much better. Now at just over 6 feet it is a little different ride. But it does not matter. Because over my many years of caring for these ill and injured children that I do, I know one thing: Appreciate and treasure every moment. They come and go way too fast.
It is the precious opportunity to be with my children that matters. Not the fact that I have seen the same dolphin tricks over and over. Not that the Lunchable I am about to eat is not quite gourmet. It is the fact that it is a true gift that I get to spend the entire day with my beautiful children that counts. The looks on their faces when I arrive in their classrooms ready to board that bus is all I need. As nurses we make a difference every day. Sometimes in big ways, sometimes small. The same is true of parents, on a bus, eating ham and cheese on a cracker.
Tracy
To become a Registered Nurse at Clarian, visit Registered Nursing Position Indiana.
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