This post is about my sister Julie. She requested I write about this in an effort to preserve the memory. (She has not yet crossed over to the "dark"-ha ha- side of blogging or journaling). It is a good story that I would like to write about anyway. Though, who knows if she her self will read it, since she doesn't really read my blog as it is- just scans it for interesting pictures. ha ha!
Anyway, this is my beautiful little sister. She will be 30 here in about a month.
I have some really cute pictures of her with her nieces and nephews, but they were all taken on a non-digital camera and I am not near a scanner right now. But, this is a good recent picture anyway.
The sweatshirt she is wearing in this picture is appropriate. She has been going to school for 6 years at Ohio State working towards a degree in Interior Design. I have known for a long time this is her life's calling. She has a gift for it. Since before she even started going to school, she has been working for The Ohio State University Hospital in the James Cancer Hospital as a nurses aid. She has hated every minute of this job- but she has stuck with it since her job was paying for her school. As much as she hates her job, it has given her inspiration to focus her career on interior design in the medical field. Obviously, a much needed art. It has been a long hard road that has included loads of frustration, tears, sleepless nights (and days...she actually works third shift at the hospital...) challenging projects and tremendous work loads. Today, she is a mere two quarters away from her bachelors degree. To say we are proud of her is an understatement. She is amazing!
This quarter, she landed an internship with an interior design firm. She is at the firm about 30 hours a week in addition to at least 32 hours a week in nights at the hospital. Next quarter, she will do another internship with Ohio State University Hospital with their interior design department. She just started with the interior design firm this quarter, just last week. Her first day was incredibly overwhelming when she received her first project and she panicked in concern of her ability. She said she has never been so afraid. However, she quickly settled in and is loving the work and her natural talent is shining forth.
A couple days into the internship, she had to look through catalogs of fabric samples- real fabric samples- looking for the right fabric for some furniture, I think. She had to go through hundreds and hundreds of real, high end, samples. She was wearing all black and at one point, she looked down to find her outfit covered in fabric fibers. When she exclaimed in surprise, her boss said (thinking she was upset about the mess on her clothes), "Ya, a lint roller will be your best friend!"
Julie, however, was not upset but felt a much deserved sense of pride about this. She told her boss that this was SOOOO much better then the vomit, urine, poo, and blood that she normally leaves work with. She intentionally did not brush the fibers off her clothing, because to her, they were a trophy of how hard she has worked and how far she has come. She has found her place. Congratulations, Julie!!! You deserve this.
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