The Story of Following in my Footsteps

For a large portion of the school year last year Munchy was learning about 'people who help people'. There was a least a week dedicated to us health professionals, as well as times spent finding out about lots of other vocations. She got to do fun things like dress up, and she made her own First Aid kit.

At the end of it all they got to write about whether or not they wanted to be a 'person who helps people' and which one it might be. She's never before had any inclination towards being a doctor. Usually she declares she wants to be a teacher. Or the closest she's ever been is when she decided she would rather be a nurse because "the uniforms are better".

In fact, once I even overheard her praying "please God don't make me be a doctor like Mummy because it seems like a lot of hard work, and you don't get to spend a lot of time with your family. Also I don't want to get blood on my shoes." Ahem. There's a reason why I no longer wear suede shoes when I'm on labour ward. But that's a story for another time!

So when she wrote a letter at the end of term stating that when she grows up she would like to be a doctor I was quite surprised. Granted, the letter went on to say she wants to be a doctor so she can drive pretty shiny Ambulances.... but hey... it was a first!

I've never been one of those parents who dreams their kids will follow in their footsteps - I would prefer that she listen's to God's calling on her life and follow her passion. And I obviously know with experience all the downfalls of this profession (as I sit here on night duty writing this!) so I certainly won't be disappointed if my girls don't become doctors.

 

But it was a story worth documenting, a fleeting moment captured. I put my page together using the inspiration of the latest sketch challenge at Paper Stories. What a super-fun sketch! It sure pushed me out of my comfort zone, and whilst I'm not 100% happy with the outcome I'm happy with the process, and that's gotta count for something ;-)