Last night was bad.
The hospital was almost at capacity, and my unit was the only one with available beds outside of the ICU. We were swamped, admitted five new patients back to back, we had post-operative patients, our lone CNA was running ragged trying to get all the vital signs and blood sugars, call bells going off every ten minutes, phones ringing off the hook, etc. Any nurse who’s ever worked in a hospital setting knows exactly what I mean.
On top of that, I had a headache, allergies, a sinus infection, and period cramps. The situation was all but ideal. I could not wait to just give report, and go home to my bed.
When I finally got to my car, I decided to check my notifications before driving off; I remembered my boyfriend had asked me to watch a snapchat video he sent, and I didn’t want to forget about it when I got home. I opened the app, tapped the little purple square, and there appeared my favorite boy in the world, sitting on his porch the night before, listening to one of my favorite songs. I had shared the song with him months before, and was excited to hear that he enjoyed it. In the video he is lip syncing, the way one might sing their favorite song in the shower — eyes closed, full facial expressions — and he knows every word.
I’m not sure why, but watching him sing to me from 400 miles away on my iPhone screen brought me so much joy, all at once. My entire crapshoot of a night suddenly became completely irrelevant, and for about 120 seconds I was overcome with pure happiness. I fell in love all over again.
I drove home in a much better mood, and I remembered that my best friend had left me something at my door. It was a late birthday present – my favorite candy, a mug, a makeup bag, and a tear-inducing card. She and I always fill our cards to the brim with words upon words of poetic and sentimental nonsense, a love language just for us. It’s a romantic friendship. Reading her card, I remembered just how much she thinks of me, how special I am to her, and how much I mean to her. She and I have known each other since 4th grade, and pride ourselves on how opposite our personalities are. “Like magnets,” she would say. And, once again, I was overwhelmed with joy.
This morning, I experienced unexpected acts of love from two people I love very much, and I realized something: There is so much love in my life. No number of bad nights at work or unfortunate life situations can ever take that love away from me. There are people in this world who truly care about my wellbeing, want nothing but the best for me, and will be there for me, no matter what.
I am surrounded by love, and for that, I am grateful. At the end of the day, isn’t that what life is all about?
– E ❤