The word “Hiatus”, defined: “A temporary break. A recess.” Yes. I think I could use a recess.
Sometimes life pulls and prods us in every which direction. Sometimes we must say no to some things. Say yes to others. Primarily, we must say yes to the things that keep us sane (i.e., running, cooking, and family) and healthy and happy
Now that I’m grueling through my final week of clinical and preparing myself for my community rotation (which starts on Monday,) you may not see a whole lot of me this week. But know that I’m still here. Cooking and whisking and making a mess with flour, honey, cabbage leaves and things like that. Not all at the same time, of course. Of course.
Yes. Know that I am here. Know that I am still keeping up with all of your delightful blogs. Know that I’ll be back in full swing before you even realize that I’ve been missing. Consider this my short-term, very temporary recess. ;)
In the meantime, keep on having fun in your kitchen—don’t be afraid to get a little messy—and I will see you all again soon!
Cute story of the day:
90 year old patient: “Here, let me show you how to use my kindle.”
Me: “Okay, but technology kind of scares me.”
90 year old patient: “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.”
I think I need to get with the times.