Rochelle came aboard at the hospital when I was finishing my fourth year there. At first she was simply a pretty young lady on dayshift, quiet and focused with an electric smile that she usually kept under wraps. I grew more and more aware of her, I would pick up where she was assigned during orientation, make sure I offered my help and always in the coolest way possible. Then she came to night shift. Now I begin to notice her car when I am arriving to work and I notice the excitement it causes for me, a bright spot on my way to another hard twelve hours of work.
Then came nursing school. Being a recent graduate, this gave me an endless conversation piece with Rochelle! When I was able I would yammer on about nursing school with her, this is when she began to show me small bits of her personality. This quiet young woman had plenty to say! She was so smart and insightful and even when we were little more than co-workers she cheered me on and cheered me up while I struggled with the rigors of school.
Needless to say she was not what I had thought her to be. She was dynamic, tough and self-made. Once we gathered the courage to spend time with one another outside of work the misconceptions continued to crumble and I fell deeper and deeper in love with Rochelle.
I still remember the hot May night when I stood in my garage with my darling Brian. I told him that Rochelle would be his sister-in-law, that I knew she was the one. The beginning is history, but there is a great story to be told ahead. |