I spent a lot of time trying to think of a name for my new blog. I guess "Finding Fate" means a lot for me. It reflects the intentions of my career, my relationships, and the course of my life. I've been living in Chicago now for only about a month, but it has been a month that has drastically changed my perspective of the "real world." Homelessness is very prevalent, as is high society. You can walk through Loyola Hospital and see the apex of success and intelligence in doctors, researchers, nurses, and turn the corner and see patients that wouldn't be living if it weren't for the tube in their trachea. There are the highest highs and the lowest lows, and they are frequently juxtaposed. Today I could've taken a picture of a homeless man sitting on the sidewalk next to a Rolls Royce.
I've never had things put in perspective the way I have in the last month. I'm relatively certain the hardest things I've had to do in the last 30 days are take exams, say good-bye to Jess, and figure out how to live in Chicago with $100/week for food. In my own little world, I sometimes think I have it tough. In reality, I'm an employee of one of the top 50 hospitals in the country, getting paid to get my Ph.D. I have full health insurance. I have food on my table and a roof over my head, something the guy that lives on my street can't say. I have it pretty damn good.
In the end, I've learned that not much goes the way we plan it. Part of being successful is adapting, making smart choices, and not being afraid of failing. If you asked me a year ago where I saw myself in a year, this would've been one of the most unlikely places I could have envisioned. Yet here I am.
So here's to new adventures, new friends, and new experiences. Here's to knowing where you're going, but not forgetting where you started. Here's to the wonderful support from my family, and the friends who I would be nothing without. Here's to my incredible girlfriend. Here's to hard work, and great success. Here's to finding fate.
Cheers
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