On January 18, 2011 I moved across the ocean to pursue my dream of becoming a physiotherapist. Wednesday was the last official class of my Masters education. It’s weird to think how individual days have dragged on, but the last (almost) two years have sped by. To say it’s been full of ups and downs would be like saying I went for a leisurely paddle on some white water rapids. It has been a roller coaster of epic proportions. But, it’s like they say, if it doesn’t kill you, it makes you stronger.
Aside from all the physiotherapy-related things I’ve learned here, I’ve learned some pretty good life lessons too.
- Never underestimate the value of a good group of girlfriends.
- Heels + Cobblestones = Bad News Bears
- Haggis only sounds disgusting.
- Be you. Don’t be who you think people want you to be.
- It’s okay to take a tea break… or three.
- Patience is a virtue, but if you don’t poke and prod every now and then, nothing will get done.
- The more plans you make, the more you have to be open to change.
- It’s okay to look like a fool on the dance floor as long as you’re having fun.
And, my most favorite lesson of all: “Make no little plans; they have no magic to stir men’s blood.” ~Daniel Burnham