Two weeks ago I received an offer to complete my child life internship at Tampa General Hospital. Out of the 20+ applications I sent out across Canada and the USA, I received two interviews, and two offers.
Over the last two weeks I have struggled to accept my offer – not to the child life team, but to myself. I have wanted this my entire life but was struggling with the idea of moving so far away from my family, friends, and boyfriend, that I briefly lost sight of the excitement. I became sad, and I let my fear of the unknown overshadow my joy. After spending an unnecessary amount of time worrying and being nervous, I decided (with a gentle nudge) that it is time to stop sulking and embrace this amazing thing that is happening to me.
I decided to finally tell my friends and the rest of my family about the news, and I have received nothing but positivity and support. I am so happy.
“Child Life Specialist” has been my only answer to “what do you want to be when you grow up?” since I was 8 years old. I was told time and time again not to be too upset if I didn’t get an internship right away. Not only were they difficult to come by, but being an independent intern would make things a lot more difficult – which it did. The process of finding a hospital that would even accept an independent intern was difficult enough. It took perseverance, determination, a lot of phone calls, and lots and lots of lists, but I did it.
After reflecting on the process, I decided there was no way I could possibly pass this opportunity up. It’s going to be scary, it’s going to be a huge change, but it is going to be an amazing experience and I know I am going to learn so much about myself and what it takes for me to be a great child life specialist.
Tampa, here I come.