Three. Three was one of the hardest years of being a dietitian. The year that challenged me enough so I could grow. The year that showed me that I was surrounded by people who RAISE ME UP. The year that I got to become a teacher. The year where I learned. This is the year…
One
One year. 12 months. 52 weeks. 365 days. That is how long I have been a registered dietitian. This has been the most eye-opening, awe-inspiring, frustrating, wonderful, stressful, glorious year ever. Who knew a year could have flown by so fast? As I think back, I can remember (to the tiniest detail) everything that happened…