Mentally in an Ideal World, My LAST Finals, and Home for Chistmas

The mind is a beautiful thing. Really. If you truly think about it in a biological sense it's true. A solid mass made of grey and wihte matter that not only controlls the major organ systems of your body, but lets one think, act, feel, and other emotions/senses that are endless. It's no wonder why the brain is the top mystery among medical experts. I'm not here writing about brain capacities or some other medical mumbo jumbo. Quite frankly I hate the brain, neuro is not my favorite sysytem, and I'm not going to write phrases upon phrases of the NS (nervous system) becasue I think I need a break from medicine, at least for a little bit. Back to the original statment: The mind is a beautiful thing. Mentally we can dream of an ideal world...I don't know about you, but I can daydream....ALOT. In my daydreams, I dream about reality, not some cock and BS story, but ligit reality. It's about nursing, it's about what I might be doing with my friends later on in the week, heck it might be about a person I just met. However, whatever "reality" I create in my mind, it always falls short of what actually happens. Maybe it's becasue my expectations are too high or maybe its just that fact that my daydreams really are cock and BS, whatever the reason, compared to what is actually out in the world, the world in Mary's head seems quite nice. I think it has to do alot with my expectations; always setting the standard above what I think it should be, and when that expectation isn't reached it feels like a set back. I've come to learn though that even though with the ideal world I paint in my head, it IS okay with what reality throws at me. Sure it may not be so pretty at times, and frustration can come into play, but it WILL be okay...trust is such a key factor in all of this...
On a shorter note, I took my LAST FINALS EVER IN NURSING and it feels soooooooooo good!!! I can not be more thankful for my study group and other things that got me through such a tough and challenging semester! And I'm home for Chirstmas, which is a beautiful thing.

Good Little Things

Life is full of things. The most beautiful things in life are the little things; you know the small things that make us smile. St. Therese of Liseux held this philosophy, that it is the little things we do that make great things. Sure people may not notice them, but they're not supposed to. Think about it. Small random acts of kidness or seeing the small things that God places in our lives is truly beautiful. Today, I stepped back and looked at the little things in my life; heck in what happened today. It can be anything. Seen a friend that you haven't talked to in awhile, maybe you got extra foam on your latte and you didn't even ask for it; a good grade on a test; a heartfelt conversation;the outfit you're wearing; the spare change you gave to the poor; helping a friend; just being yourself; seeing your friends acting like themselves and loving them for it. The list is endless. I actually thought about making a list, but I realized it would be way too long for this blog entry and maybe I could even start another blog with that list. St. Therese is one of my fave saints ever, and I hold her philosophy close to my heart, esepcially when it comes to work and studying. Sure I may not have the highest grades, and I'm pretty sure I haven't done anything great or significant in nursing, but I look back at the little things that I have done, and it brings me much peace and adds to humilty, which is goal I long to strive for. Living in humility lets us shine and no one may notice it, but that's okay. I would rather be the unsung hero in life, then have the whole earth sing my praises.