Tuesday, July 22, 2008

So I am engaged. Those of you who follow my blog probably already know this and I'm not offending any of you by not personally telling you and/or giving you a play by play of the proposal. Square Victoria is now one of my favorites places in the city.
It's still kind of hard to believe that I'll be moving out in a month and never moving back in. It's still kind of hard to believe that I'm a big girl now. Of course, there have been life events that have indicated this to me: going into university, getting my undergraduate degree, getting accepted into medicine, working my first job as a health care professional, signing a lease for an apartment...but none so striking as getting engaged and moving out. Big first strides.
Working this summer though has taught me, among other things, that I'm not cut out to work in geriatrics. The constant reminder of death, the morbid conversations, seeing people who appear to have lost their souls to the ravaging disease of dementia...the nursing home is a sad sad place. I hope I never end up in a place like that. It's also a powerful reminder of the importance of relationship - the residents who have constant visits from friends and family, people who care about them...they are the most blessed.
I feel like the summer is running out on me. So many wedding preparations to take care of still, so much packing and planning to do. I am busy and the summer is disappearing.