To The Nurse Who Worked On Christmas Eve

To The Nurse Who Worked On Christmas Eve

This is for them and I want to say thank you.

This year for the holidays the worst thing that happened to me was my flight getting canceled, sitting in the airport for six hours, being stuck on standby, and my parents driving to St. Louis to pick us up in the middle of a snowstorm. With luck and the cheesiest smile I've ever had to give, I was able to get home safely and soundly even if it was a little later than expected.

A huge thank you to my parents on that one--I couldn't imagine my life without them.

But when I was sitting on a bed in the emergency room on Christmas Eve, I realized that that worst thing that happened to me during the holidays wasn't so bad at all. That I was fortunate to have to only experience that. That I was blessed to have parents who would drive to the other side of the state just to pick me up.

When my nurse came to check on me, I was humbled into silence for a minute. It was Christmas Eve. And she had someone out there probably waiting for her to come home, or get off work early, or knowing they wouldn't get to see her that night. She might've had a family or children, or a spouse. She might've had friends or a dog or something she would've rather been doing than working in the emergency room. Because for me, at least I had my family with me that night, I wasn't alone. She was making the ultimate sacrifice and I began to realize how lucky I was to be surrounded by the people I love during the holiday seasons--I wasn't missing anything, or giving up anything, and even if I was stuck in the ER I was happy.

This one is for those heroes--the ones you might forget about sometimes when you aren't personally living with them in your life. The ones who take care of you no matte the day or time. The ones who deserve the world. The nurses, the doctors, the firefighters, the police officers, the dispatch communicators, the veterans fighting in another country. The ones who work the graveyard shifts so they can be with their family during the day and with their children opening presents in the morning. The ones who might not get a lot of sleep, but do it because its what they love and for who they love. The ones who give up their holidays so you can enjoy yours. The ones who might not have anyone to go home to, or are alone this year, and working was the only thing they had planned. The ones who couldn't make it home because they are fighting a war for our freedom. For the ones who are quiet heroes, but make a big difference.

This is for them and I want to say thank you. Again and again and again. Their work might go unnoticed, or unrecognized, or underrated, but not to me. I hope each and every one of them have a healthy, prosperous year, filled with love and family and hope. I can't give them much, and they deserve it all, but this is my thank you to what they do for me, my family, and my community.

Thank you.

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Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

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I think that my tree would not be considered Christmas-y if the ornaments are taken off and the lights are kept on. I think to just looks wintry. I am also keeping up decorations that say "let it snow", and I am keeping up any snowman without holly berries or presents in their hands.

The tree looks wintry in my opinion. It looks pretty with the lights and brings the room together. It gives off a warm ambiance, unlike that of fluorescent lighting.

I've taken all ornaments off except for gold snowflakes and I've left the silver tinsel garland on as well as the lights. It looks wintry to me still. I will probably be taking the whole tree down by the end of this month to prepare for Valentine's Day decorating. (Yes, I pretty much decorate my apartment for every holiday—sue me).

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It sort of makes me upset when I come downstairs and see that someone has unplugged them, to be honest.

I guess they don't see it as I do.

Pretty, twinkling lights forever!

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