My wife has finished her nursing school. She ends three years of difficult schooling. They have been challenging years for all of us, but mostly for her. I am very proud of her. I’d like to write about why.
She never quit. Nursing school is often about being given situations you might not be totally equiped to handle. She was placed in highly challenging situations both academically and clinically. She told me often that what she was dealing with was overwhelming. She was scared. And she doubted herself. But she never quit. She worked harder. She woke up and got dressed and went to clinical. She drove our daughter across town, dropped her off and went to class. She kept going and never gave up. She was overwhelmed but she overcame.
She let me sleep. I work nights. I often work four nights a week. I have been blessed with a woman who understands the chaotic time kaliescope that life becomes when work hours all end in AM. She lets me go to sleep when I get home. She makes a strong effort to take our daughter to family’s house so I can sleep. The past three years I have worked nights, I have stayed healthy and mostly sane because my wife lets me sleep.
She keeps her heart with our family. I know she misses time with me and time with our daughter. She has never pushed us away or railed against us because of frustration or stress. She always turns toward us . She finds the time to spend with us. Even when she is exhausted; her patience, her attention, her hugs and her kisses are never in shortage.
Her heart overflows with compassion for the world. Each time she spoke with me about her patients and her clinicals and her fellow students and her instructors, she approached them with a open heart and a genlte hand. She sought to understand before being understood. She comes with the heart of a healer. She is able to weep for her patients without pity. She is able to hold a person in vulnerability without condescending. She cares. She cares with genuine compassion and honesty.
Not many people have the energy to care. Many do not have a capacity for such love. Many simply do not know how to love so openly. My wife does this without noise. She seems not to exert much effort. Her love appears effortless. This is the heart of a healer. The ability to be a bridge. The ability to give your gift. The people she works with, the people she cares for, the instructors she learns from, her family; we are all better for her touch. We are richer for her love. Our lives are better because she is in them. She gives us all so much of herself.
The thing I love the most….this is who she is. She doesn’t have to try to do all this. She doesn’t wake up in the morning and decide to touch our lives. She blesses us by her being herself. She increases our love by acting out her own nature. A vine spread tendrils outward. Whatever it finds it holds tightly to and supports while yet being supported. That is like my life with her. Wrapped together in hearts and bones and compassion and regard. We could do little else because this is who we are.
She cares for the world so truly, her compassion spreads everywhere. I do, love her so.
Congratulations Laudie, excellent job.