Destiny

God is so good, as most of you know I am in school going for my Master’s Degree in Nursing, a mental grueling journey, to be honest, however, the necessary road one must endure to become a Nurse Practitioner, well today I was going to withdrew from my college studies.  
   
The stress of being a Nursing Director in such peril times, overseeing our home base office in Seattle via phone conferences, corresponding emails, until their Director of Nursing returns from maternity leave. Not to forget, editing three books to be released later this year, posting on three different poetry websites.    
   
Therefore, I convinced myself, without my grann’s permission in Haiti to allow myself some mental relaxation and regroup until 2021.    
   
I was talking to my guidance counselor, and she tried coaxing me into finishing out this semester and rethinking the decision to discontinue through the summer months. I was hesitated, she takes it upon herself to pull up my credits and all the future class I am due to take.    
   
I really was not feeling any emotions at the moment.    
   
I heard her say, 'hum.'.. and you know when someone says that, it could mean one or two things, you are screwed or something is not correct and needs to be corrected.    
   
She turned her laptop around and God is so good. She advised me some of the classes I have to take, I will be given a credit due to life experience. The first words came out of my mouth, “are you serious” she said yes, she made a call while I was in her office to check with another guidance counselor for confirmation.    
   
She was looking at me and nodding her head, and my heart dropped, I instantly got that, see it sounded too good to be true. She completed the call and looked back down at her computer screen.    
   
At this pivotal point in time, I really did not care, I was going to withdraw anyway at this point. She turned her laptop back around. She reinstated, I do not have to take three classes offered next year, which knocks a year off, however, I still have to submit a thesis to be given the initial credit.    
   
I cried, yes like a baby. She handed me a tissue, I was at my wits ends; I am overworked and manning a nursing staff who is overworked and understaffed.    
   
God must have heard my cries when I have to get  out my bed early in the morning, before the birds' morning songs. In addition, I cannot step back in Haiti with generational pride until this feat has been accomplished according to my grann's stern word, who has meaningful aspirations for me to take over her mid-wife practice, be advise my grann is ninety-three and approaching ninety-four.    
   
I can now breathe a sigh of release, since great occurrences from my prospective are progressing and just when I thought the universe has forgotten me in its daily offering.  Thank you my Heavenly father.    
   
I had to listen to my favorite song after I got home by Kevin Levar, entitled, Destiny.    
   
Please remember no matter when things do not look like it will help your progress, or you are in your mental darkest hour, and the world is not comforting to you, pray. And trust in that mustard seed concept, I have to testify, God will always show up and show out.    
   
Be safe out there DUP poetess/poets, America, and countries abroad, do keep in mind we are trying to get back to a sense of peace, and always  keep the thought that Mother Nature thus far is still healing in solitude, so please be nice and mindful.    
   
Until I can borrow the insights of your eyes, and the patience of your mind power, stay blessed and true to thyself.  
   
SKC, BSN, DON   
   
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