And other random thoughts....
Job Jitters. Still waiting to hear about "dream job." In my hopes to land this job I feel rather like an anxious suitor who just asked for the hand of the girl he's loved for three years and she rolls her eyes, yawns and says "We'll see." Like any lovelorn suitor I find myself daydreaming about it with a goofy grin. Checking my email and home answering machine. Constantly. Butterflies. I want to gab about it all the time to anyone who'll smile sympathetically and pat my hand saying "its okay, if its meant to be it will" to which I find myself wanting to cry "NO! ITS MEANT TO BE! DONT YOU SEE? IT HAS TO BE!" I'm a love sick puppy and just like any anxious suitor, if rejected, I will probably need plenty of tissues, chocolates, and chick flicks and a good heaping of "it wasn't good enough for you anyways!" <-- though the latter would be a blatant lie as it certainly was good enough for me, but rather I, who was decidedly not good enough for it, trite condolences would still be very much appreciated.
Healthy babies. My externship at the children's hospital makes me appreciate health on a new level. You know when pregnant folk say "we dont care what we're having as long as its healthy"? I never felt so strongly about that until meeting these kids. People suffer from things you can't imagine. Some in India kill perfectly healthy baby girls because they'd rather try for a son instead. (Ofcourse, sonograms have reduced this practice resulting instead in soaring female abortions resulting in a disporportionate amount of boys) The orphanages in China are filled to the brim with heathy beautiful baby girls due to the 1 child per couple policy (which was enacted in 1979, the year I was born. That just sent chills up my spine. Life is so much being at (or born in) the right place at the right time.) These folks need to spend a day at a children's hospital. Perhaps it could give them a slap of perspective to see the heartbreak of parents and their children.. it may make such concerns for a son seem... criminal.
** Mitch Hedberg