Among the other epiphanies I stumbled across this summer, I had a rather important one this morning.
Aside from being a closet writer, I love science. (As I've told you before...)
Yet it's not just science, but specifically plants- I love them and always have.
They're this constant force in the dynamic world around us and they fascinate me to no end.
I decided that I want to work in a botanical garden. Sure, everyone around me is continuing research to work at a university. But me, I want to make a difference. I want to be a part of something bigger than a research project stuck in a lab on some university campus.
I want to be outside, watching the plants grow! I want to give them kindness and nurturing and watch them flourish in response.
I may end up in New York, Denver, Missouri, Hawaii, or maybe even Sweden.
Who knows?
I want to work as a greenhouse supervisor, or maybe a post doctoral researcher, or possibly run an entire botanical garden myself. As long as it keeps me with the plants, I'm happy.
I know that it's not my destiny, but my destination.
Now I have to determine the path best suited to lead me there...
Wish me luck!
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