“Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.”
~ F.Scott Fitzgerald
Writing daily about my journeys through books, movies and plays along with poetry, story, or an occasional wander into ideas, opinions or rants.
I went to work this Hallowe’en in my nurse’s cap with black band, wearing my woollen serge navy blue cape, the red lining beneath adding style and colour. Wearing cap and cape on my graduation day, in September of 1968, over a starched white cotton uniform culminated three years of education specific to the tasks of nursing, the principles of nursing and an elevation into being a working member of society. This at a time, 1968, when more and more women were advancing into the work force and outside of choosing only nursing, secretarial work or marriage and family as a career. Many times I feel as though I chose all three. Marriage and family came in tandem with nursing, with secretarial education squeezed in just before those two pivotal choices.