When I started this blog I was bursting with the need to let everyone know how to be happy. I felt like I had it all figured out. I was almost right. I was starting to learn how I could be happier but it doesn’t apply to everyone. I am not happy all the time but I am very happy most of the time and that counts. I have succeeded in happiness. I am typing this in our dark living room while my boyfriend and our dog are sleeping in the bedroom. I am so, so happy. I have absolutely everything I could have wished for, and more. Love, pet, home, enough of everything. Life happened.
In the last year I REALLY focused on finding out who I want to be and what I want to become. I started with dreams like: I want to open my own gym, I want to have my own crafts business, I want to be a dentist (this one was quite a change), biologists, english teacher, I KNOW FOR SURE I WILL BE a physiotherapists… That is not even everything but you know, I felt like I had to choose one thing and that would be it for the rest of my life. I realised I could do anything I want and then it was like being 15 all over again. I felt so good when I decided on the physiotherapist thing. I applied to uni and I was SURE this was going to be it. I went to the admission test with confidence. What happened? I did not get in. I was gutted of course but that is how life is.
I started to go through the options again. TOUGH. So many options. Right now I am just bored of being at home and not knowing-and I have realised that no matter what I start doing-it will lead me to the right path. Fun thing is, I decided to look for a job as a nurse – or rather nursing assistant. That is a 3 year education that I have, but it is not a bachelor degree. I have a job interview coming up and I am super excited about working. I specifically wanted to work with elderly and just to mention, that is something I never thought I could do. Simply because I normally start crying when I think about old people, I am overly empathetic when it comes to them. It was my boyfriend who got me thinking. He told me that I am just the type who should be working with them, because I truly care.
This post is full of nonsense, because my head is full of thoughts and I am desperately trying to make some sense here so apologies for the chaos. My point is that I think I got it right with my first profession. I am so excited about the possible opportunity to make a difference in the community. I am hopefully going to get this one month job to begin with but I am definitely going to continue towards bachelors degree one way or another. And right now it feels like it would be more nursing than physiotherapy. I am still undecided but I am going to start one of them in open uni and later I will see how that feels. I just need to work towards a goal. I know that I can change my mind later on in life and study something else, but now, I want to take care of people. That makes me HAPPY.
PS. I also want to move to Lapland, or Norway, or both. I am learning Sami and Norwegian both. Just in case. I am always self learning something, aren’t I? Now good luck with this chaotic but inspiring plan that I have. Maybe 3 years from now I am working as a registered nurse in Norway, far in the north. This dream might change but it could be the one, and if I don’t act on it, the opportunity might never present itself like this again.