One of the big guy's images.

I visited my girlfriend on Sunday evening.  I made crème brulee and wanted to drop it off for her. Her husband invited me in and I walked into the family room.  I saw an old Chinese man sitting on the coach, except it wasn't an old Chinese man, it was my girlfriend.  I didn't stay long, their dog was sick and my girlfriend wasn't feeling great.  When I got in the car and drove away I couldn't stop crying.  I couldn't believe I didn't recognize my friend. 

I don't know how to let go of someone I love who is not part of my family.  I can't park myself there.  I'm not her family but I want so badly to take care of her, to take care of all of them.  When I was there on Sunday evening her three girls were all sitting in the family room as well, freshly showered, in their bathrobes.  What was so comforting for me was how peaceful it was there.  Three teenage girls, a sick dog, a sick mom and a father who's taking care of everyone and their home still felt peaceful.  I guess I need to find a way to say goodbye that doesn't invade my friend's family's space. 

Tomorrow I have a job interview in Nuclear Medicine.  The job entails organizing and arranging care for a group of patients with neuroendocrine tumors.  The clinic/hospital that I work at is one of only three in North America that provides lutetium therapy to patients with neuroendocrine tumors.  The job would allow me to grow and learn as a nurse.  I've been studying and doing research for a couple of weeks for my interview.  I really hope I get the job.