A Time of Transition


The last month of my life has been a time of transition. My wife and I packed up our apartment and moved 3000 miles west to Yakima, Washington. Beginning my job at the Yakima Valley Farm Workers Clinic has come with a variety of feelings and emotions, but as of today I can truly say I belong here. To make a move across the country is not something I would describe as fun. It was challenging to say the least. Coordinating moving companies, car shipment brokers, and staying in a new hotel each night. For about 14 days we woke up, drove, ate, slept, and then repeated.

Arriving in Yakima was bittersweet. We had finally made it, but we didn’t know anyone. We didn’t know where any store was. To top it off, we were in the middle of a 6 week stretch with no income. It is at times like these I am very thankful for the work I do. On a daily basis, I work with people who face barriers. We indentify goals and work towards doing what is important to each patient’s values. So when I face my own stress I use the skills I have learned to get through.

I want to say I am at a point where this type of thing is easy. It isn’t. I will say that I know myself and my own values well enough to say that it is not complicated, but easy is another thing. The right decision is rarely the easy one. But the right decision makes the difficult times a little easier. I am so excited for the next few months of my life. The transition from student to professional is one I have been waiting a very long time for.