I came home yesterday. It was amazing. Sure, I've only been gone a few months, but they made me feel like it's been years. I saw some old friends. And some new ones. I saw my patients. I didn't realize how much I missed them until I came back. I know my friends will always be there, in one way or another. I don't know how long my patients will be around. Three of them have gone in the few months I've been away. Being back, it's become insurmountably obvious how much I've grown. When did that happen?
Regardless, I don't believe that whole thing "you can't go home". I go home when I wanna. I just have to accept that I'm changing. And so is home.
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