This was just a few days before I found the first mass in his neck.
It’s been 28 years since they took him from my arms and walked away. I remember watching his huge eyes over the nurse’s shoulder Continue reading
On being thankful for Dantrolene.
When all you can say is Hallelujah.
What kind of love is this?? I mean, really. How could I – this sin-filled, self-absorbed, whiney little weakling Continue reading
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On aching for Sunday.
Early morning garden … new beauty unfolding … promises of new life abundant in the morning’s coolness. Continue reading
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New day, new you.
No, we don’t. With each new day, God is transforming the old us into the new. All because He loves us enough to change us. Praise be.
Thanks for growing with me. ♥️
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When this morning we’re different.
I’m watching and listening as God makes a morning. I wish you could Continue reading
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When they just want you to know they’re still here.
She told me she doesn’t remember the day we met. Honestly, I don’t see how she could, she had been so sick when I had admitted her the week before. I had been floated to the PCU that day, Continue reading
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On 37 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
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When your sleep is actually weirder than you are.
You’re lying there and a slow awareness slips in. That pit has enveloped you again. It’s not comfortable here. Nor is it restful. Or healing. At all. This is not that delicious place where you want to stretch and linger as the new morning dawns. Continue reading
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Blue eyes and a little black suitcase.
It was around 3PM on a Tuesday when I got the call saying that I had another patient coming from the ED. Ouch. By this point in the day, I had already been juggling a team of five patients for 8 hours. Two of these patients were quite sick Continue reading
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On circling helicopters, broken hearts, and peace-breathing.
I’m listening right now to police and news choppers hovering overhead. The sound is relentless. Ominous. Heavy with heartbreak. Distinct with the rumble of grief. Apparently there was a suicide this morning at the high school near my home. A student. At 7:48 AM.
