Passion in the Springtime

This spring brings about change in the most profound way for me. I am selling my home, leaving my job (which I can't wait to do) and moving to a place where I don't know a soul. If this doesn't signify a life change I don't know what does. This is a gift, to have lived what I consider a second life, my first full of opposition and challenge and my second of opportunity and freedom. The former life was lived in repair of others, my current life is completely under my control- created by my own hands. The choice of medicine as a career feels as natural as anything I've ever done. It takes the best parts of me and unleashes them for the greater good. I have the opportunity to learn, teach and share for a lifetime. I hope that everyone can find this place for themselves. A place of pure satisfaction and understanding of what can be done when you truly put your heart work into a passion.. passion - the love of turning being into action.

Cop Car Crusing

I was driving down the parkway today when I notice a young black man driving what appeared to be a police cruiser. Upon closer inspection I realized that it was a decommissioned cop car, void of all the police insignia and decals, a black crown victoria with white top and doors. I thought how ironic that a young black male would be sold this vehicle after spending most of his adolescence avoiding such vehicles. I don't write this as a racist rant, more of an observation having grown up knowing plenty of young black males as hearing their opinions of the police. So after what has had to be years of giving pause to many, this car now gives pause for a different reason. I did notice that whatever vehicles were around this old cop car, they would slow down and drive slower, unsure of the exact nature of the ominous car ahead of them. I am sure that as car drove past this old cop cruiser that they thought of what I did. How silly it was to think that this was a real cop car and how odd it was that the very nature of fear that this car was meant to instill was still present, even though the driver was probably the subject of such fear at some time before.....