No one chooses their story. No matter how well we plan, how tightly we control our moments, we really have no idea what our lives will hold. We press forward Continue reading
When you’re a work in progress.

I wish I could do better – to not need to go through an emotional rollercoaster every time I have some sort of disappointment or setback. I wish I could just automatically engage full throttle “faith-mode” and be content with whatever my current reality may be at the time.
But that’s not really how it goes in Debi’s world. Not at all.
I’m re-sharing a post today that is near and dear to my heart … and more true every year. I personally need reminding over and over again. And by looking at the people out in the world around me, I have a feeling I’m not the only one. So I’m sending this one out again in hopes that it’ll help lift you somehow, as it did me today when it reminded me EXACTLY why I need that baby we’re celebrating right now. He’s not through growing me. Thank you, Jesus. Just thank you. ❤
Claw marks on the Merry Christmas Highway.
On something to ponder.
When I want you to know I’m thinking about you.

I appreciate every beautiful set of eyes that take the times to read my clumsy thoughts. I appreciate the fact that you care. Or even that you’re curious.
Continue readingOn reminders and those awkward fresh starts.
Does it take greater effort to stop or to start? I’m talking physics here, my friends – which I know this old nurse has absolutely no business talking about. Especially not in public. But seriously … which do you think requires more energy?
Continue readingOn 38 years of engineering brilliance, and the finite life of a garage door opener.
So here’s what I’m thinking about today: garage door openers. Suddenly Continue reading
When poopers lurk in the bathroom.

I was smack dab in the middle of 5 years of nonstop nursing school. Or rather 5 years of nonstop frantically-trying-not-to-drown-from-the-pressure-because-they’re-cramming-so-much-into-your-head-that-it-feels-like-you’re-drinking-from-a-firehose-that-never-turns-off. And it won’t stop until you pass your boards. That’s exactly the place where I was that day.
Continue readingOn wrestling with that ice-cold bucket of Plan B.

These last few months have been full of accepting unwanted realities, haven’t they? Actually, my last few years have been weighted pretty heavily with this, if I’m totally honest. Illness, challenges, pain, disappointments, shock, loss, grief, acceptance … I personally continue to trip my way through this muck of tangles on a daily basis.
Continue readingOn catching everybody up.

Totally confuddling my mind today is the realization that “Growing Nurse Debi” continues to grow! This is not because of me, my friends, but in SPITE of me. God alone receives all the glory here.
So … in light of all these new readers … I thought it would be a good idea to re-share the backstory of how it all began … ❤
On grabbing hold of some squiggly, wiggly joy.

You can call us crazy, if you want. It’s okay. You can shake your heads with that knowing smile at the chaos that’s certain to become our lives. We don’t mind. You can even think it’s way too soon after losing our sweet Cookie just a week before. That’s fine. We just disagree.
Continue readingWhen you just need a little nudge forward.

Today’s groan is not so much about the pain, as the weariness. That bizarre resistance I feel when I get up some mornings – where every movement I make carries a heaviness, as if I’m walking through chest-deep water.
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