Dreaming Big Since Two

Imagine this.

A mother in labor with a two year old as her labor coach

Did you laugh?

That's ok I do too.

Except I'm that two year old

And my mother's that mother

And my brother's that baby 

Now imagine this.

A seven year old with a purse full of bandades instead of lipgloss

Right you are, I'm that seven year old

What's my dream job? you ask

That's simple.

NURSE

Always has been.

Always will be. 

Why? 

Well that's also simple.

Two main reasons

One, I've always wanted to be like my mom

Two, The sheer joy of helping somebody

 

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