Yesterday, I was accepted into Nursing school at Troy University. Yay me!! For most people, it was just a simple congratulations. Don't get me wrong. I'm ever so grateful for all the well wishes. But you have to understand the history behind it all. I've only shared that with two important people in my life; my husband Matt and my friend, Tonya. It's taken two years and four attempts for me to apply to nursing school. Timing was always wrong, grades weren't what they should be and I was getting discouraged. I had decided if I didn't get it this time, I was going to give up but I knew that attitude would get me no where. I left my job with the State before I knew my application status with Troy. I took a huge leap of faith. See, for as long as I can remember, I've always wanted to be a nurse. No, really. Even when I was a little girl, I said I'd wanted to be a nurse some day. Now, I know we all have our phases as kids of being doctors and lawyers and fire