A year ago, attending Palmer wasn’t even on my radar. I had a successful career as a marketing manager, owned a home outside of beautiful Boulder, Colorado, and was living a life of adventure. I was exactly where society said I should be in my 30’s, well minus the marriage and kids part. You would think that living in such a beautiful place and having a great job would be satisfying enough, but it wasn’t. I felt a lack of purpose during the hours of 9 a.m. and 5 p.m..
I can recall during the interview for my first job out of college how I got the feeling that the business world just wasn’t “it” for me, but student loans needed to be paid, and after I had just invested $20,000 in my education, it was time for a payoff. So for nine years I pursued marketing, knowing every day that marketing just wasn’t what I wanted to do. One would look at this scenario and tell me to just make a switch to something else. The problem is that I didn’t know what that “something else” was.
I looked at teaching, human resources and physical therapy. Yet, none of these felt like they were right. Then last summer I decided enough was enough and made a visit to a career counselor. It was through my visits with the career counselor, conversations with my best friend (a 6th tri student) and visits to my chiropractor that I decided becoming a chiropractor was the path I should pursue.
Why chiropractic? I’ve always had a desire to help people; to have a skill that will make a difference. Chiropractic gives me the ability to help people tap into their body’s innate ability to heal, with just my two hands. I can by no means heal someone, but I can aid him or her in achieving wellness. I can’t think of better way to spend my 9 a.m. to 5 p.m.
After finishing my first trimester at Palmer, I believe now, more than ever, that becoming a chiropractor is my “it.” The search is over. I’m on the path I was meant to be on. Oddly enough, it was well worth the wait, and the risk.