I've got a right to dream

Today was one of those days were you just kind of exhale, and whisper "why today God, why today?"  Work is my life.  Animals are my life.  I can still say I absolutely love what I do.  The thought of not being able to work with animals is scary for me.  It's my belief that God has a destined path for all of us, that is intricately woven together to allow us all to be a contribution to our world; in a sphere too deep for our comprehension.  I am thankful for waiters at restaurants, teachers at our schools, bus drivers in our cities, etc. Those are all jobs I could never picture myself having and actually enjoying, but we need all these people to help our world maneuver today.  Because of my love for animals, I feel that I'm destined, chosen, picked to work in the field I'm in now. 

One of my fellow co-workers today told me she's leaving to go work for another hospital.  I am very happy for her, really I am, but part of me is deeply saddened.  I can't help but be happy for her, considering that I know why she's leaving.  When you work with people who are ungrateful, and make going to work each day more and more unbearable then eventually something will have to change.  Either those unhappy individuals will see how their negativity is starting to impact others and will choose to work towards a more positive work influence.  Or people will leave.  Sadly I don't think these certain individuals will ever see how their only spreading their bitterness, until we're all gone.  Marlee is one of the FEW co-workers with whom I actually consider a friend and can say I enjoy working with.  My dedication is still to my patients, but we can all only deal with so much.  

Everyone is responsible for their own happiness.  If you're surrounded by people who drain you of the gift of life, then you should separate yourself, if it's possible.  I have that control, and I am not willing to sacrifice my happiness any longer.  Life is finally on track.  I'm happy in my personal life, and my work life is still bearable, but I won't become another angry bitter person who makes those around me feel unappreciated.  How hard is it to say "please, thank you, great job"???  I pray with the news of Marlee's departure things will change. 

Here's to being hopeful...