I saw a phrase this morning that basically said “Show the world your sunshine, but give the rest to Jesus”.
Lupus Life
On 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?
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On 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
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
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.
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On 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 … ❤
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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.
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When 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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The one-two kick of it just being over.
Surprisingly, every teary-eyed step I took down the ramp that day left me feeling just a little more free. By the time I made it to the elevator at the bottom, my tears were actually dry. Miraculously gone. As was the pressure.
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On wasted days and restless nights.
I wish I could tell you that last night wasn’t horrible. That the migraine that had already wasted most of my yesterday had not just continued to build as the day crept forward.
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On what’s in that hole.
It’s 4 AM when it begins. It’s my mind. My heart. They’re awake. Both of them. Wide awake. Again. Processing. Remembering. Pondering. Aching. Heavy. Burdened. Continue reading
Growing Nurse Debi 