So what’s The Unconventional Doctor’s Wife blog about anyway?
This little space is all about moi. What I think. What I think I know. My experiences. My many different lives…mom life…wife life…medical life…creative life…low life. Hopefully you’ll find some encouragement and a bit of humor. It’s my little place to share, express, write.
There may be some brain dumping and possible verbal diarrhea. I apologize in advance. But please note…you have been warned.
So… the name…
My husband is a doctor (a PGY-7, 4th year fellow – basically that all means we’ve been in training way too long!). Medicine is a huge part of our lives. It’s why we’ve moved all over the south and why he’s living 185 miles away from us right now. And finally, we are on the home stretch. One more year.
So, yeah, this year looks a little unconventional, but I think we’ll make it.
Oh, and FYI, I’m not like the stereotypical doctor’s wife. Not exactly sure what you think of when you hear that term, but whatever it is, I’m not it. Unless of course, your stereotype is a cool, hip and trendy, laid back gal…oh wait, I’m not that either. Whatever.
OK. That covered the superficial fluffy stuff.
Now, (for lack of a better term) the “deeper” meaning….
This journey has taken me to places I never thought I’d go. Besides moving around the south, I ended up in some really low places. I had to face my issues, which challenged my marriage, which ultimately led me to being completely broken and stripped, and then finally surrendered.
In my brokenness, my heart was exposed and my eyes were opened to a whole world of hurting, wounded, helpless people. A compassion I never knew before was planted deep in my heart. Hurt is everywhere. Your neighbor, your friend, the lady in front of you in the grocery line, the homeless man on the corner, the millions of orphans all over the world.
As difficult as my journey to brokenness was, I am so thankful for it all (for reals).
But… I am a little annoyed that my eyes were opened so stinkin’ wide.
I’ve been wrecked…for good.
I mean really…what am I supposed to do now? Now that I am fully aware of what’s going on in the world? What’s this
young, I mean, thirty-something mom of four with a husband working in another state, supposed to do with this information? Yes, I know those ladies are some pretty good examples, but it just seems like it makes things, I dunno…dare I say it… a little inconvenient.
Sooo…how does this all relate?
Ok. Let’s see, where was I?
Makes life: totally inconvenient
But in some weird way: I kind of want to live like that
Inconvenient living? Not really.
But truly living? YES!
Yeah,I know, it doesn’t make sense.
Through my own experiences and reading about others’ stories, I have found that the only way that we can really experience life to it’s fullest, experience real joy, is by serving someone other than ourselves.
It takes action.
We can’t just stand on the sidelines and hope that someone else will “do the right thing”…we’ve got to jump in the game. Those ladies I mentioned are playing…participating in life. It might make things a little inconvenient and their families may look a little unconventional, but man, they are living!
So there. When it’s all said and done and this next year is over… and we transition into a new chapter of our story… I want a daily reminder to live an unconventional life.
Why? Because I am afraid to get too comfortable. Afraid that in my “settling down,” I will ignore the pull on my heart and will forget about what I have seen, where I have been, what we have been through.
And that is just not cool.