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
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On hoarder bonding, helping people feel better, and holding tight to a lap full of squish.

I was cancelled from my shift at the hospital the other day. I know, it’s a little crazy to think that nurses would actually be turned away right now when all we’re hearing about are the nonstop reports of the impending invasion of COVID-19.
Continue readingOn the brain, the heart, and waves that just won’t stop.
I was telling one of my nursing friends yesterday that I still get that little squeeze of anxiety Continue reading
When it’s a tad chilly in Orlando.

Pocono kitchen view.
What perfect weather to tell you about Continue reading
When you recognize that family sitting on the couch.
I want you to know that I see you there. I may be in and out of the room Continue reading
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
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
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
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
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