I always thought that nursing would be my path as well. I took every science class in high school I could. I joined an Explorers group and became a volunteer at my mother's hospital. I was not adverse to needles or blood, that was just part of the experience. My mother was wise and didn't discourage me, she just made sure I received as much exposure to the job as possible. In my junior year of high school, I realized that I wanted to focus on pediatric care because of my joy of working with children. I realize now my mother knew me better that myself. My mother recognized that nursing wasn't my passion. She never said it or even hinted to me that I shouldn't become a nurse. She believed in me and continued to encourage me to do my best in whatever I chose to do.
From an early age I had a strong sense of empathy for others and I had a tender heart. I especially had a deep compassion and understanding of children and I loved babysitting, particularly the babies. I had no experience with truly ill or dying children. She recognized that working with sick children would take an emotional toll on me, but she held back. She would inquire about my interests in nursing, but she didn't interfere. She helped to guide my volunteer time and worked hard to expose the challenges of nursing, not by telling me, but by allowing me to learn and experience for myself. She didn't want her experiences to shadow my own.
When I became a sophomore at California State University, Fullerton, I planned to transfer to San Diego State or Long Beach State to complete my nursing degree. My parents took me to both colleges and I knew then I wasn't committed to nursing. I lost interest and nursing didn't fit me any more. I had started taking classes in my field of study and I realized I enjoyed learning about child development. I still wanted to work with children, but I wanted to help guide and nurture their growing minds. Now a new path was discovered and my true passion was realized. I was empowered by my revelation and I blazed through my degree and multiple subject teaching credential with confidence and joy!
Sitting across the table from my 17 year old daughter, the cycle had come around full circle. This time, I'm the mother and I'm guiding my child through the bumps and challenges of growing up. She has decided to become a teacher. Imagine that? She has been accepted to California State University, Fullerton as a history major and is pursuing a high school teaching career. I plan to model after my mom. I don't want to question or debate her choices. I want her to discover, on her own, her passions and which path she will take.
She is determined to become a teacher, I believe she will be an amazing educator. But I also know, as you travel through life, choices and decisions lead you through a maze of highways and you might find yourself following a completely different road. Above all, I want my daughter to find her joy and happiness, to be successful and contribute to the world, to find her own path to success. There will be bumps, diversions, detours, and challenges. That's what makes each journey unique. She will be in the driver's seat. She needs to find her own way and I need to slide over to the passenger side now. My job is to encourage her, coach her, and cheer her on, she can take it from here.