And to think that this is only the recorded number of refugees.
Watch out for our story on Monday about what Syrian refugees think about U.S. involvement in civil war.
“I’ve written a song for my wife.”
Fred was married 72 years to his wife. He wrote a song for her when he saw a songwriting contest advertised in the paper, and he couldn’t resist writing one for her. She had just passed a month earlier.
They had been together since the 30′s.
96 years old, Fred couldn’t play an instrument or sing, so he simply mailed in his lyrics, attaching his story in the letter. When the studio holding the contest saw his song and read his letter, they decided to record it for him and play the song for him to hear.
Grab some tissues before you watch this.
If you sent me the package after January, that’s too late. I left on the 17th and forwarding packages don’t work. I suppose I’ll askI’ll ask the land
I honestly dont know what to do. My brain and everyone else tell me i should just cut my losses and move forward. That i dont have what it takes. But my heart, irrationally tells me not to give up yet. That’s it’s not in me to give up. Several times, ive won the battles that mattered when i listened to my heart. My heart tells me if i give up now, would i forgive myself. My brain tells me choose what is easier, less painful & maybe i’ll stop being a pain to others too.
I’ve always told people I meet, never to give up. When i play with my team or tennis partner and sense they are giving up, a very normal response, if you look at the scores, i lie to myself and them, that for as long as the game goes on, we will not give up until the final point is won by the opponent.
And by luck, we come from behind, & eventually win the game, probably bec the opponent becomes tired for dragging, extending the games. Those were worthy battles. But the stakes were small. I dont know if this battle is worthy. But i feel like my whole life is on the line here. Everything.
A good decision is the one that gives you peace.
Can you be specific?
Between my fangirl madness this week,
I’ve been leaning towards giving up, just do residency now. And each time i think of this “giving up”, i cry. A deep sadness just comes over me and before i know it, am already crying. It seems “peace” will come if i cut my losses, but i have the foreboding that this is temporary peace, and that i will decide on this to please other people.
I keep hearing from many people to start residency already. That they think i’ll be a very good fit, etc etc. nice things to hear. They ask What’s delaying me, etc. And i cant tell them. And i cant say no either
I was having didactics with the residents on Psychiatric Interview and one of the most important insight I learned so far was intuition and analysis. It’s perfectly fine to reach for your dreams, whatever they are, but you have to know when they are not coming true and start dreaming for new ones.
You mean i should give up
this says exactly what i feel:
That’s not what I’m saying.. I’m just saying you also have your feet on the ground while dreaming. As you can see, people who float do not move as quickly.
Just last Friday, RO told me that his classmate M who went there as a nurse took 6 years to go into a residency training program.
Think —- why would I want to train in the __?
i know & feel exactly my “why’s”.
you know why i love zero dark thirty? Bec it’s a spy movie & i’ve always wanted to be a spy ever since i read dadi’s spy novels in gradeschool. Something about the challenge to develop the many skills to be anybody or somebody @ anytime, remaining invisible, but still doing meaningful work. Work that improves lives. Being everything one can possibly be. Being authentic to what God makes possible in you or me. And i also love Marion, in Cutting for Stone. Everything he struggles with, i do.
about a week since I got the results. Couldn’t cry on the first night but eventually, mourning started. Everything. Every thing in my future seems bleak. Like I would have to settle for a 2nd rate life. I have not made any steps yet towards a decision. I have a default decision, but it pains me so much right now to do anything. Am paralyzed. But I also know that I would not be happy if I didn’t even try again. It hurts so much, so deeply.
I’ve been doing a medical mission up in the mountains and saw the government doctors and thought to myself, I can’t see myself being happy with settling for this forever. I love seeing patients again and being of help. But the politics gets in the way of helping as much as I want.
In between, it’s been a week of exploring and fangirling over the relationship of KB & MB at my other blog, 24/7. Distracting myself from this final decision and bothering ES with my Fangirl messages which she totally understands.