I’ve been thinking about this post for a while now. You see, I got in. I’m going to become a nurse. In Norway we start school in mid-August and end it right before summer. Therefore it’s almost time to say goodbye to the Gap Year I’ve had. Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened, they say.
My thoughts are back to being seagulls: many, uncontrolled, going around and around.
If I could go anywhere I wanted, where would I be headed right now? I’ve asked myself this question before. I found the answer to be “certainly not to school”. However, it was a different time. Maybe even a different me. This little detour is crucial for my future, but look what I just called it.
Last year I knew a Gap Year was right for me, I needed time to figure things out, to try myself in new settings. I slept soundly again for the first time in years.
An education is necessary, and I think I will like nursing. I hope I will. I want to like it. Even though it’s the beginning of the end of my Gap year, it’s the beginning of something else too. The beginning of a different road. A promise of new crossroads to come. Even though I choose to go left now, I believe I will still find green lights ahead.
Because dreams do come true. I would know.