Lost

This post has no theme. I have not engineered any story here. I usually will ponder about what I am going to write for days, give up and then, all of the sudden the moment hits me. Not so true for this post. I have no anticipated path I am going to take you on this time. So those less faithful readers may want to save their time and find something else to do. You have now been warned. Who am I kidding? My reader count is probably ~ 3 people if I'm lucky.

I am now 5 weeks into what I believe is the greatest journey my life has ever taken. I think the greatest thing about this experience for me is that I really do not know exactly where I will be in 4 years with the decisions that I will make. Will I choose the original plan; small town rural mixed practice in south Georgia? Will I go for that ultimate childhood dream of marine mammal veterinarian? Will I move to Australia (which I love so much) to do wildlife? Will I choose feline only, as my passion for cats is very strong? I am not nervous about the unknown for the first time in my entire life. Hell, I was nervous about even going to vet school in the first place because I was giving up the known for the unknown. So in great surprise, this is something I have learned about myself, just when I thought I knew everything about me there was to know. So in learning more about myself, I am lost. Lost for my 4 year future plan.

So in finding myself on a deeper level over the last few weeks, I have also lost myself even further. But I love every minute of it.