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Walking with Jesus
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.
Continue readingThe 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.
Continue readingOn letting you know just where I’ve been.

I’m sorry I haven’t been around much lately. I’d like to say that the events of the last few months have just left me speechless, but those who know me best will know right away that this is a lie. Debi is never without words. Truly.
Continue readingOn sharing one of your favorite worst days.

Don’t you hate how it’s the most difficult days that actually teach us the most? The ones that seem to engulf you in a neverending downward spiral that both hits you rapid fire, but moves in maddeningly slow motion all at the same time?
Continue readingOn Nurses unseeing normal.

What is normal, anyways? Well, whatever you do … don’t ask a nurse because their view has been forever skewed. We truly have no idea anymore. And we have to not only learn to live with it, we also have to press on in spite of it.
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