Today, for the first time, I was able to sit in my little health center and work with a nurse practitioner who will be our full-time person out there. My heart is full.
I say she couldn’t change me because throughout the past four years of this project there have been so many setbacks and speed bumps. I look back now and see what other people saw, that it’s crazy to work that hard for something with no guarantee that it will ever happen. Sometimes (ok, often) that work was for no monetary compensation. But today, I couldn’t be more proud of what this little dream has done. It has created health care in a community that has always had none. It has provided jobs in a community with few. It has brought together people in a way that resembles true collaboration. Again, my heart is full. This little dream took on a life of its own. My greatest task in all of this has been to hold onto hope when everyone else was giving up.
On February 14th, a day I often don’t look very forward to, my little health center will open its doors to its first patient. It’s big for me. It’s big for Sylvan. It’s big for Snow Camp. And I couldn’t be happier 🙂
Joyful Striving 