And so it ends.....

Another semester of nursing school is over. The final is done (although I'm still not so patiently waiting for my grade) and my mini summer vacation can begin. But I sit here with questions in my head about what I answered right and what I answered wrong and where the heck did that question come from because I sure as heck don't remember reading that. And as nursing students it seems that is all we do is read. I sent my husband a message that said I'm not sure if I should cry or drink. I truly have no idea how I did on that test other than I past. Or I'm pretty sure I passed.

Once our grades post we will be officially called second year students. Something we thought we earned going into this semester but the instructors called this our "bridge" semester. In 32 short weeks(two 16 week semesters) of class we will find ourselves standing at graduation and pinning ceremony. Is that possible? It seems like I have been working forever toward a goal that would never get here.