Our beautiful B is training to be a nurse. If you read the blog archive you will see I
regularly spew how fantastic she is – here we go again.
Beautiful B has been training to be a health care assistant
for 2 years. She has decided she isn’t
ready to do the full nurses training as they spend more time doing paperwork
than caring for patients and before she is promoted to the world of paper
mountains she wants to care for individuals.
I love that she wants to do that; at least until she decides she needs
more money.
Being greedy, we did not have one graduation to go to but
two. Working away from home at the
moment I sent Hubby and R to the first graduation to cheer her on and support
her. I was receiving regular text
updates from Hubby. We expected Beth to
get her graduation certificate – I received a text to say she had received the
student of the year award. I wished I
had been there to cheer her on; I could have started a Mexican wave in her
honour.
The following day she had a graduation ceremony for cadets
throughout the country. So mum, dad, R
and I piled in a car to Liverpool to cheer her on
again. My phone was fully charged ready
to send updates to Hubby who was poorly in bed.
After paying an extortionate amount for lunch and coffee
(they had a captive customer base after all) and convincing mum that her roll
was not stale merely a different type of bread we sat in a darkened auditorium
eagerly waiting to cheer Beautiful B again.
I was disappointed that the cadets weren’t given pretend
certificates. Yes I know she had already
received it in the post but it seemed a bit of let down to have each area’s
cadets go up to the stage merely to receive a round of applause and then sit
back down again.
Except, for each town one cadet received a merit award –
that was our Beautiful B. I trampled on
everyone’s feet in my row to get to her and give her a huge hug.
After an hour they got to the cadet of the year awards – 3
to be given out – 1 for each area of the country. They kept us guessing reading out why each
cadet had been awarded before reading out their name. We knew one was Beth before they got to the
end of the first sentence.
Dad was crying, mum was crying, I was trying to wolf whistle
and cheered instead. I was so happy that
she looked totally ecstatic on the stage.
I again trampled over everyone’s feet to get to her and that is when she
had a little cry. After all, part of the
reason she was given the award was due to her determination to continue in her studies
in the hospital where both her dad and sister had died only 4 weeks
before. Given the choice I know she
would choose to have them here and then there was the added knowledge that she
cannot physically share her success with her dad.
So, Beautiful B scored a hat trick and won all 3 awards on
offer.
I always knew of her inner strength and determination. I knew about her work ethic; after all Hubby
and I instilled it in her. I did not
need to be told how wonderful she is but for her to receive recognition of it
gives her confidence and a boost to continue to strive to give 100%, a firm
belief in her abilities and for that I am eternally grateful.
My Beautiful B is amazing and now I know that others see it
in her too.
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