So.

I have officially ‘passed’ the lecture portion of my last class (yay!) in nursing school.

To me though, this feeling is bittersweet.

I have worked very hard and I know many others that have worked very hard and did not end up where I am.

I cannot put it on myself but I do have something I want to say about it.

We all fail. Sometimes we fail others, but most of the time we fail ourselves. In these times of failure we often feel lost and hopeless. In these failures, people often find hope in religion, coping mechanisms, drugs, etc.

In my very short amount of time of being alive, I have found that failure can ignite a fire that otherwise would have remained unlit. If you are willing to fuel that fire, it will burn brighter than anything you have ever experienced. The hard part is igniting that fire when you feel depressed, lonely, cold, devastated, beaten down, and bruised. Those that do, find that the fire is almost unstoppable and it will catapult you forward and hopefully allow you to reach your goals and more.

Not everything works out. I wanted to be a filmmaker, that did not happen. I changed careers and found what I love. I had to fail at something to do that. Failing at something is an altered version of success in some ways, in the same way that when a science experiment fails, you still learned something (that whatever you were testing did not work).

10% is what happens to you

90% is how you react to it

Sorry for the grammar errors, I am tired and need to go to bed but I was feeling particularly inspired to write based on recent events.

Keep failing, Keep learning,

Jonathan