Balm

Bergamot/bee balm. 

 Long ago, before I'd even started nursing school, before Dylan and I knew each other beyond a passing nod, before I'd escaped from the ex, I got to go on an Army nursing recruitment trip to Seattle. I'm not clear on how this all came about, but we were nurses and nursing students the regular army wanted to commission, and I got a weekend away in a decent hotel with a pool, a room to myself, good company, a trip on a ferry, walked around Downtown Seattle,  and we toured around the original Madigan Army Hospital before the new one was opened.  

I was seriously considering going regular full time army, it was a way forward, a way to have an income and make the divorce happen with some safety. I had to complete pre-reqs first, which was in progress. 

Then I managed to get out by myself, and shortly after activated to GWI. Time for conversations with Captains who were army nurses, and came back knowing I did not want my life to be so unsettled and at the whim of the US Gov.  Nor was I interested in a life without Dylan. Anyway, got into nursing school, graduated, got a job with a living wage, and never really looked back. 

And now, well, kinda doing it anyway, but on my terms.  I expect I'll be called ma'am a lot. I wonder how many people I know I'll get to see. It can be a very small world sometimes. 

Nothing much is going to happen until Tuesday, due to the holiday.  Exercising patience.