Faith and love

Yesterday evening I was awarded CSHP’s New Hospital Practitioner Award. The person who introduced me, Donna (the coordinator of my hospital pharmacy residency), made it quite short and sweet. Essentially, “you can read about her in her modest bio but what you would read is the importance of faith in her practice.” Fortunately, my acceptance speech [see continue reading] highlighted that point nicely. Afterwards, one individual commented that it was nice to see that I wore my faith on my sleeve and on the fact that I chose to include faith at all.

Later in the evening, I uncovered a suspected but unwanted fact about an old acquaintance … in a relationship in which I’d worn my feelings on my sleeve. I affected me to the point where I walked back to my hotel. Thirty odd blocks. In the big city. On slush covered sidewalks. At 10:30 at night. In my boots with the pretty heels. I made it back safe and sound … albeit my feet were rather sore and my mood not really that improved. Time to let go once again.

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Prophetic forecasting

Today’s forecast: Dense fog patches in the morning, lifting by late morning. Gradually warming throughout the day to above seasonal temperatures. Cloud cover breaking to reveal partially cloudy skies this afternoon.

Church and community

I lamented that I lack a connection, a social connection, with people in my current location. She lamented that despite not going to “church” since July, no one has made comment. I commented that perhaps her church looks different than the typical gathering of individuals on any given Sunday morning. She commented that since her ‘church’ stopped going to the Sunday morning church she’s wondered why she even went in the first place. We both agreed that no one is advocating for the unmarried young adult within the church. We are the forgotten, the overlooked, the ignored, the ‘problem group’ if you will — no one is quite sure what to do with us. And no one comments when we’re gone.

At a loss

I am finding myself in a state of loss. I came home from work today not really wanting to be a pharmacist. It’s ok,I waver on this point a fair bit. In just about no time at all I’ll be speaking about the glories of it all.

Familiar comfort

When answering the question of “Top Gun” versus “The Lakehouse” yesterday, my immediate response was “Top Gun of course … does The Lakehouse even begin to compare?”.
Today, in thinking further about my answer, I think I gained an insight about myself. While I am certainly up for an adventure and a challenge, I also cling to what I know. I am traditional in that sense. The situation may appear to be novel but my perception is of a scene from days gone by.
So of course I opted for Top Gun. It’s a classic. And I find comfort in the familiar.