My mother Nancy is different sort. After all three of the
"kids" moved out to attempt life on our own, she
returned to school to get her nursing degree.(I dunno.. I LIKE
sitting on MY duff.. she gets antsy). While nursing in our
hometown she continued to take classes in her "free"
time and also got her Masters Degree in Gerontology.
She has always been a pretty gutsy, involved sort of individual
and She easily accepted the role of Matriarch of our dwindling
clan after my father passed away. She did not however, feel happy
returning home after work each day to the house that they had
shared in Tallahassee. Obviously the next logical step was to
change her life around a bit in an attempt to sort things out.
The change in this case involved renting the house and moving to
the tiny town of Crown Point New Mexico to take a job nursing in
the Indian Hospital on the Reservation. While not uncomfortable,
it is a rugged way of life out among the Mesas and the coyote.
Working in the Hospital and riding Transport to Albuquerque was
an different sort of nursing and quite an amazing experience in
an amazing area of the country. Mixing the old and new,
"modern medicine" and the Witch Doctor, the CDC and
Rodent feces kinda "plunges" one into the midst of
things so ta speak.
She recently took another job in the Indian Hospital at Fort
Defiance Arizona and she is still enjoying the ride. Takes a
lickin' and keeps on tickin'. She's a good shot too.
I admire her not just because she is my mother, but because she
is one of those people who can take the sometimes terrible events
in life and move em' around to form a staircase which she
promptly climbs.
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