In less than a month I’m headed back to school! This will be my final semester before I graduate with a bachelors degree in Community Health Education!
It’s been a winding path getting to where I am now but I’ve never been happier.
It’s interesting to think that at one point in my life I REALLY wanted to go into mortuary science. I actually pictured myself owning a funeral home. To most people that sounds kind of weird, right?
I’ve always been a little quirky… but personable! So I thought it was meant to be. I had pictured myself helping and comforting families during that intimate time in their lives and that intrigued me.
I then went on to learn that in funeral services, you take a lot of money from grieving families and you really don’t get to spend that much quality time with the family members. Then all I could picture was feeling very drained and hurt for the families I was bound to work with. I just wanted to be helpful. There’s always a need for their services, sure, but it isn’t a very positive experience to be had…
I quickly moved on from that short-lived dream (though it still fascinates me) and I decided I was going to be a teacher. I was going to follow in my mom’s footsteps. My heart wanted to enrich lives, be of service, and make an impact. I went to school for three years and one day in class I was sitting there, and everyone around me was so passionate, engaged and excited. I however, was not. It just didn’t feel right. I slowly packed up my books and slipped out, never to return…. well, for that semester at least.
I was getting pretty discouraged at this point because I knew where my heart was at, but I didn’t know what to do with it. I decided to sign up for the next semester taking classes that I actually enjoyed and simply hoped it would lead me somewhere. I loved the health classes I had taken in the past so I just rolled with that.
Still a little unsure about what I wanted career-wise, my husband and I decided to start a family. I did know that I wanted to be a mother. I took classes on and off between my pregnancies and with each baby I had, I grew more and more fascinated by the entire process of pregnancy, welcoming babies earthside and the delicate postpartum period.
After my third daughter, and I mean right after, still in the hospital bed, I had an epiphany. THIS. This is what I want for my life. To support families through this amazing journey! For the last of couple years my heart had been telling me I was going to be supporting women, being of service, helping in some way and here we are! I’m two births away from my Birth Doula certification and one semester away from my bachelors degree in Community Health.
This path has been swirly, but it’s mine. And, it’s led me here.