Happy, happy 2019! My hope is everyone enjoyed their celebrations and embraced not just family but themselves as well.
Part 2 is here and I’m starting with a clip from a movie I discovered this year and have grown to love. The movie is a romantic comedy called Penelope. Watching the clip is optional for this post but I’d recommend it.
Penelope is about a girl (Christina Ricci) born with a nose and ears of a pig. She must live hidden away until she’s old enough to marry a blue blood. Once she marries, a curse will be broken and the pig nose and ears will vanish. Several guys run away screaming when they see her face-to-face. It isn’t until she meets Max (James McAvoy) the journey begins – with future complications, of course.
Hence, nothing meaningful is easy. And if you take anything away from this post, I hope it will be those four words.
Nothing meaningful is easy.
If you want to do the right thing or give something your best shot, there is going to be effort involved. For Penelope, it is a road where she runs away and learns about who she really wants to be.
“Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty… I have never in my life envied a human being who led an easy life. I have envied a great many people who led difficult lives and led them well.”Theodore Roosevelt
I knew there was a better way to say it. (I Googled it.) I think I’m going to hold onto those original four words. They’re sticking with me.
Sometimes, I think we’ve lost sight of what’s important. We’ve lost sight of the here and now. We strive for a façade of who we think we should be without even asking ourselves who we want to be.
I spend my days traveling to clinics, talking with patients on dialysis. Their kidneys have shut down and the only way for them to keep the rest of their body working — and, frankly, to stay alive — is to spend 3-4 days/week, 3-5 hours at a time sitting in a chair while a machine circulates their blood to clean out toxins and take off extra fluid.
I’ve been at this for over a year now. Eleven clinics, maybe 400-500 patients. Depending on the clinic, when I walk on the main station, there’s that first chair. The first person I see. (Patient/person, same thing). Some know me now and they smile when they see me. I smile back. Most understand I can’t fix everything but they know I try. The smiles have meaning for me.
Do Penelope and Max get their happy ever after? Of course, they do. I’m just not going to tell you how it happens. My apologies, though. As of yesterday, Penelope isn’t on Netflix anymore. I probably watched the movie a tad bit too much.
I hope and wish whoever reads this to take those four words with you. Write them down. Look and think about the words from time to time. And recognize what has meaning for you. I’m definitely keeping them with me.
I’ll be back in a few days to talk about something nurse related or whatever seems to pop out of my brain.
My motto for life: Everything is better with fairy lights.Sarah Morgan, USA Today Bestselling Author