This week I had a decision to make. I was at home in Iowa. Where everything was familiar and comfortable. I had the support of my husband and my mother and I did not have the stress of my internship that has made me question a lot of things about myself and my capabilities. I was home because of my eye, and that was scary, needless to say. It is still scary. We do not have a definitive answer for what happened to my eyesight. I just woke up one day and my right eye was blurry and it stayed that way for a week. Thankfully, now I have my eyesight back and I learned that I am a bit nearsighted, so I got some glasses for that. We still do not know the cause. As stated in a previous blog, it could be Multiple Sclerosis, or it could have been a virus. We'll hope for a virus. Anyway, back to the decision. I was home. I was getting to spend time with my family. I got to substitute teach at my mother's preschool where I work during the school year. I love those kids and feel so at home in that school. My mother told me that she needs a teacher for the first two weeks in August and she really wanted it to be me and since I was already home, why didn't I just stay. My husband was missing me. I had left the day after our wedding and we have not had any time together since. He really wanted me to stay. I was getting it from both of them.
But then there was the commitment that I had made. I had responsibilities in D.C. I had signed on for an internship that lasted through the 10th of August and I needed to stand behind my commitments. Isn't that the professional thing to do.
Things have not been easy at my internship. I am not saying that I wish I had not come, because that is not true, but it has been a challenging summer. I know that the feedback that I was getting was to make me a better professional and to improve my career, therefore, I am not going to shrug it all off as unnecessary and superfluous. I have taken in a lot of what has been said to me and I have learned a great deal.
In the end, I said goodbye to my husband and my mother and boarded, first a bus and then a train for my 30 hour trip back to D.C. I was tired and sore when I got here, but I knew I made the right decision. Two more weeks.