In The End

I tried so hard

And got so far

But in the end

It doesn't even matter

I had to fall

To lose it all

But in the end

It doesn't even matter

Some days you just remember. Not because the day itself was special or memorable, but you just know who you were with and what you did. Exactly 1 year ago today I was working at the flight job. My base manager was my partner and Baby had some required maintenance due so we were down for the morning. We had breakfast at Cracker Barrel and did some errand running. I got my 30 something driver's license and he picked up his military dress uniform. We did a cath lab flight that day and I sat on the skids on a perfectly clear night and recognized how fortunate I really was to be doing what I loved.

1 year later I must say that memory has become bittersweet. I wondered then where I would go from here and that (unfortunately) has not changed. Where do you go once you have lived your dream, if only for a brief time? Everything else (including the ER) seems a bit dull in comparison.

So in memory of that great night 1 year ago I will take a moment, remember how happy I once was and (hopefully) ponder again where I go from here.

PS: The interns are here.... everyone be careful!