Spring - a time of transition, renewal, rebirth, and retirement.
What? Retirement?
After much hand-wringing, teeth-gnashing, and sleepless nights I decided to retire from 35 years of nursing and on Wednesday, April 12th, I happily hung up my stethoscope.
I requested a Luau-theme party at work because I wanted to share my Hawaiian-kine cooking: kalua pig, lomi lomi salmon, and hapa rice. The party was fun and delicious.
My last day of work was a perfect work day with happy smiling people - staff, doctors, and patients - it made me feel uneasy. So why was I leaving such a fun work environment and enjoyable group of friends?
Over the next two weeks I was filled with indecision, sadness, and regret. I missed my co-workers, my patients, my usual routine. (Psst, here's a secret: I'm not good with change even if it is change "for the better".)
I took the advice of several people who said to give it time.
Now, many weeks later, I find I don't miss going to work. I don't think about it at all. I've been too busy.
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| John Burroughs, Leaf and Tendril, 1908 |
