I want you to know that I see you there. I may be in and out of the room Continue reading
Walking with Jesus
On hoping for sometimes.
I usually feel it first behind my right eye. I suppose it could be described as an ominous little nag of ache on the back of my eyeball when I blink. Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On panic and door cracking.
Someone had closed his door. He woke up all alone in there – old and confused. Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On feeling what no one can see. Until someone does.
My recliner view.
There it was again. That look. A person walking towards you innocently glances your way as they pass by. But then you see that very subtle little double-take, their eyes lingering on you just a bit too long to be natural. Or comfortable. Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
When you’re not even sure who’s making you so mad.
It actually hurts my heart to write these words today, but I really don’t think I like Nursing that much anymore. Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On waiting and the harshing of my peace bubble.
One of the challenges of nursing is that every, single thing we do is time-sensitive. Each task has a deadline, and many can have serious consequences Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On spinning plates and already craving Monday.
The chaos of nursing tends to get to me at times. Those who have the distinct pleasure of either living or working with me Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On crooked walls and needing to be saved from more than your closet.
Believe me, I realize how trivial my closet woes are in light of Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On getting your heart unbroken on a Monday.
I have to admit, no matter how much I love being a nurse, there are just times when Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On barn doors, busy toddlers, and simply not caring.
Meet my barn door. Or what used to be my barn door. As you can see, it was huge and mirrored and really lovely, Continue reading
