Without my Momma

If I was talking instead of typing you could hear my stuffy nose BUT more importantly you could hear the exhaustion in my voice – maybe with a hint of relief but mostly exhaustion – exit exams are over with – the agony, well – not so much. While I have not forgotten the anguish of preparation, the misery of not knowing the results is proving to be pretty grueling too.

In the 2 weeks prior to now I have consumed more caffeine than the law allows, I have seen hours pass that seemed like mere minutes, I have acquired 3 paper cuts and left blood in my books to prove it, I have prayed with my eyes closed and my hands in the air, turned my cell phone off and the water works on – “I can do it”, “I can do it”…ran through my head with an occasional “or can I?” to follow.

I am blessed by a mother that has given of herself so unselfishly. She is here week after week, taking care of my family as only a mother can. Even at 31 years old – I need my momma. I know that my needs are different – judgmental people have said that I am selfish for having started my advanced practice nursing education 19 days after my son was diagnosed with cancer BUT rather than sticking my tongue out and saying “up yours”, I have let time reveal the evidence that #1) not only have I followed through but #2) my family – including my angel with a brain tumor – has remained my number one priority...

...All the while knowing that I could have never done any of this without my momma.

Any Questions?