I love animals. Of all sorts. It's the sole reason I became a veterinarian. The dean of the vet school I attended said I needed to have a better reason. Not sure what he meant by that, I suppose he meant that I needed a purpose for being a veterinarian. And when he asked me again why I wanted to be a veterinarian I repeated I love animals. Inclusive in that is that I want to care for them.

God loves me. For no other reason than He just does. I am awkward for sure. Just listen to me play the piano and you'll see that. As such many of my professors just weren't thrilled with the way I performed tasks.Unless it was in the lab, then I was fairly proficient in preparing slides and identifying organisms. But that lack of skill never ever makes me feel as though God doesn't love me. He loves me always. And that is His promise to all of us. Mother was of Juliard quality as a pianist. My brother was brilliant. And God loved them both although they never truly acknowledged Him.

My God may I never forget You are in control.