2017. the year of a lot of external changes. my title changed from ‘student’ to ‘occupational therapist’. my front door moved from Maine back to New Hampshire. my friendships shifted from everyday encounters to long distance phone calls. it was a year of ups and downs, of stresses and vacations, of surprises and expected routines. but most importantly, it was a year of God-given grace and the gift of continued life.
the month i started my last semester of school.
the month i worked in an extra challenging mental health Level II clinical, celebrated many a snow day with my roomies, and reunited with old work friends.
the month of ice cream for dinner and random roomie adventures.
the month i took a two-week break in NH, went on my first (and only) OT interview, received the offer for my first OT job, and was an outfit repeater during semi-fancy events.
the month i celebrated life with all my people, got my first pedicure, received our School of OT Dean’s Award, graduated college/turned 24 on the same day, and officially moved back home to NH.
the month when every waking moment was consumed by NBCOT prep.
the month i took my OT Board Exam, passed my OT Board exam, and reunited with my roomies.
the month that concluded my last ‘summer vacation’.
the month i officially started working as an occupational therapist.
the month i soaked in all my favorite fall things.
the month i announced this blog despite all my awkward, self conscious feelings (also the month i wore stripes basically every single day).
the month i celebrated the entire Christmas season at home in NH for the first time in four years.