Tonight I finished my preceptorship to become an RN. I have only one more class and a final exam until graduation. I figured I'd come home to some sort of... I don't know...something. But, there was really nothing. To be honest I figured there would be something before leaving for the hospital as well. Maybe a "have a great last day" comment or something. Anything would be nice but there was nothing. I guess I had to take this on just as I had the decision to go back to school in the first place, alone.
Maybe that's the way it should have been anyway, who knows. It was my choice to go back to school to begin with following a nasty divorce. It was my choice to make it work, to correct what I'd left undone and to make something worthwhile out of my life. And, way back when I made that choice it was mine alone to make. So, I guess tonight was somewhat prophetic in that I felt so alone in finishing my last day at clinical. As it stands I think I'm my own greatest supporter and I'm guessing that may be enough.
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