To My Future Little

To My Future Little

Think of this like a really good Tinder profile for a really good catfisher.

Dear sweet baby lil,

Everyone is already rolling their eyes at the general premise of this article and scrolling onwards to another Tasty video, so I might as well say anything I want.

I’ve read through so many other letters to littles here on the Odyssey and none of them fully captured what I wanted to say to you. By the time this goes live, you’ll be stuck with me and I with you, which means you picked me just as I picked you. So you must know that we aren’t the typical srat-until-we-die kind of people, and I’m not the creepy “I’ve been planning for you the damn second I got my very OWN BID CARD” kind of big (although there was a magnificent blue owl piggy bank on clearance at Marshall’s that I just obviously knew you would love).

But I just wanted to let you know a couple things before we meet. Think of it like a really good Tinder profile for a really good catfisher.

You’re stepping into some pretty big shoes. I don’t know if you know my (our, sorry) fam yet, but they’re kind of Head Bitches in Charge. I’m not saying you should have a job lined up after college yet or anything, but I would highly recommend it since standing next to these two without endless accolades is a little wimpy. I wish you had more time to get to know your great grandbig, Emmy, but she really doesn't even like the title grandbig, so sticking around for even longer is going to turn her hair grey. Your grandbig Lucy loves Dominoes and Lily Pulitzer and eventually you if you are genuine and kind. She’s a gem and, believe you me, a little too good for us. She is unbelievably compassionate and brilliant and I can’t wait for you beans to meet.

Please note in your Rule Book of Life that now that we're together, you’re always going to have a friend. Whether you’re having a good day, a bad week, or you just don’t want to sit alone at the DUC (which is a hefty honor, as you probably know how much I hate the DUC and it hates me), I’ll be there for you. I’ll be your hype man and human tissue, your biggest embarrassment and your strongest rock.

Now, I won’t be around for your first semester as a fully initiated member and I do apologize for that. I know first semester sophomore year was one of the most insane times in my life, made all the better by living in proximity to my own big. You no longer feel brand new and you don’t have to stress about recruitment or your own little; next fall might just be your favorite semester ever in Kappa. And I’ll be gone for all of it.

But know this: your family isn’t just me or our lineage. It’s all of your friends and mine, the ones who actively support and love us for being the heinous goons we are. They'll fill my void probably better than even I could. However, if you ever feel like you're missing me, know that I won't ever be too far... just a 12-hour flight, five time zones, and the entire Atlantic; really just a quick pop over away from you!

I promise you to be there for you when your day sucks and you need to scream, and I promise to force you to watch crappy 2000’s teen movies with me. I promise to tell you when you shouldn’t waste money on that outfit or time on that dimwit. I promise you shenanigans and endless laughter and your own Dominoes pizza because you really shouldn’t have matched with me if you can’t pull your own weight in terms of pizza eating.

I hope you're ready for this!!

With all the love I've got,

Your Big

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Why Nursing School Is Different Than Any Other Major

Because most other majors can't kill someone accidentally by adding wrong.

College is hard. Between studying for numerous amounts of tests and balancing eating, working out, maintaining a social life, and somehow not breaking your bank account, it’s no wonder a common conversation among students is “how many mental breakdowns did you have this week?” Every major will pose its own challenges; that’s truth. Nursing school, however, is a special kind of tough that only other nursing majors can understand.

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Nurses are the backbone and unsung hero of healthcare. Their job is to advocate for the patient, collaborate care among all other healthcare team members, carry out physician orders, recognize and report patient progress (or lack thereof), run interference for the patient with any unwanted visitors, research and validate evidence based practice, all while maintaining a certain aurora of confidence for patients and their loved ones that “everything will be okay” and “I’ve got this under control”. If that sounds like a lot; that’s because it is. The majority of skills that we learn that make good nurses cannot actually be taught in theory classes. It’s the hours of actual practice and a certain knack for caring for people- all people- that makes a good nurse great. The countless, unrelenting hours that are spent on the floor in clinical humble us, we know that we’re not great yet, but we’re trying.

Our professors expect us to be humble as well. Nurses do not seek gold stars for their actions, instead the precedence that is set for us to that we “do the right thing because it is the right thing to do”. Most nursing programs grading scales are different. To us, a failing grade isn’t actually getting a 69 or lower, it’s an 80. And that makes sense; no one would want a nurse who only understand 70% of what is happening in the body. We have to understand the normal body response, what happens when things go wrong, why it happens the way it does, and how to properly intervene. We want to learn, it interests us, and we know that the long theory classes and the hard days on the floor are just to make us better. However, any triumph, anytime you do well, whatever small victory that may feel like for you, it just what is supposed to happen- it’s what is expected, and we still have much to learn.

I look back on my decision to take on nursing school, and I often find myself questioning: why? There are so many other majors out there that offer job security, or that help people, or would challenge me just as much. But, when I think of being a nurse- it’s what fulfills me. There’s something that the title holds that makes me feel complete (and that same fact is going to resonate with anyone who wants to love their job). I wouldn’t change the decision I made for anything, I love what I am learning to do and I feel that it’s part of what makes me who I am. The other students who I have met through nursing school are some of the most amazing people I have ever come into contact with, and the professors have helped me understand so much more about myself than I thought possible.

Nursing is treating and understanding the human response. Meaning that it’s not just the disease process, or the action of the medication, or the care that we provide, but that nurses treat the way in which people deal, react, feel, and cope with good news, bad news, terrible procedures, hospital stays and being completely dependent on other people. And the fact of the matter is that all people are different. There is no one magic treatment that will always work for every patient. In addition to course work, the clinical hours, the passion and drive to want to be a nurse, and the difficulty that comes with any medical profession, we have to understand each individual patient, as people and not their illness. And, in order to do that so much self discovery goes on each day to recognize where you are and how you are coping with everything coming your way.

What is taught in nursing school goes far beyond just textbook information or step by step procedures. We have to learn, and quickly, how to help and connect with people on a level which most struggle to accomplish in a lifetime. It's a different kind of instruction, and it either takes place quickly or not at all. The quality of nurse you become depends on it. Nursing school is different, not harder or better than any other school, just different.

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Body Image Lessons That I Didn't Learn From A Professor

What I realized about body image my freshman year of college


Girls usually struggle with self image in general. But the game changes when it's time to go to college. When you are constantly surrounded by your peers, you begin to compare all of the little things they do to you. You compare their bodies to yours. You try to figure out what they are doing that you're not. Or vice versa, why they don't have to do anything to look the way they do. But by the end of my first year, I realized that I would never be happy with myself if I kept thinking this way. So I recorded some realizations I had throughout the year that helped me to improve my body image.

My body is, and never will be the same as any other girl... and that's okay

Different sized and shaped strawberries

It can be so easy in college to compare your body to the girls that surround you. Like the one's live with and you see on a daily basis. There is no point in comparing apples to oranges, so why would you compare your body to a girl who was made completely different? So what you can't fit into her party pants, you can rock another pair just as well.

What works for her, might not work for me

Daily Planner

With different body types, comes different food and exercise needs. Some girls don't need to work out or eat healthy to keep a slim frame. Some girls are naturally muscular. Your routine needs to be catered to you, and there is no need to analyze what someone else eats or does to try to attain their stature. You have to do what feels right for YOUR body to have a good self image.

Don't spend too much time on istagram

Obviously social media effects our body image because of how easily and frequently photos are edited and then presented for the most likes. So if there is a certain account that always makes you feel bad when you see their content, unfollow, and take that aspect out of your life. However, because social media is unavoidable you can't completely escape all the provoking images. So when scrolling, think positively about those who's pictures you see, don't compare, and be aware of the previous lessons.

It's okay for your body to fluctuate

The weight and look of your body can easily fluctuate, It's just natural. And in the same way your life fluctuates, your body may follow along and thats not a big deal! In exam season, there might not be enough time to go to the gym everyday. Or during the holidays there might be an increase of indulgence in treats. But its all okay as long as your getting things done or enjoying life. The only time it becomes an issue if the fluctuations turn unhealthy.

Cut out the negativity

If a friend is constantly complaining to you about their body, it can trigger distress in you, and set you back. So if someone else's body image issues are interfering with you mentally, you need to call them out on their B.S. or stop allowing them say those things in front of you.

Wear clothes that you feel comfortable in

If you wear things that you feel comfortable in, then you wont constantly be thinking about how your stomach, legs, or arms look throughout the day. Wear something that you are confident in, even if it means wearing leggings every day of the week!

I'm not a little kid anymore, therefore my body is not going to look like one

Curves and changes that come after high school can take anyone by surprise, but it's supposed to happen. You can't really be mad at can only find the beauty in it.

Everyone has their own insecurities

Even if someone has your ideal body, odds are they still despise theirs. I have met friends in college that are stick skinny, yet are self conscious about it. I know curvy girls that are very insecure. And even an "average" body type has a thousand things that they nit-pick about themselves. No one has their dream body and never will, which is why I had to learn to love the little things about mine.

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