A Sea of Me Time
What I aspire to do and what I hope to say becomes far more lucid when staring at a wide cobalt ocean on the...
What I aspire to do and what I hope to say becomes far more lucid when staring at a wide cobalt ocean on the...
I recently read the psychological definition of the term “resilience.” Somehow it struck me — not only as a nurse, but as a wife, daughter,...
When you don’t see me, it doesn’t mean you aren’t on my mind. Often times I leave your side begrudgingly, at best. Perhaps I’m being...
As this year closes and a fresh start nears, there is something about being a nurse that makes me look at this “clean slate” a...
This Thursday morning, I’ll wake up at 5:30 a.m. to the sound of my alarm and take a bleary-eyed trip into the bathroom. I’ll brush...
Right now, there is a baby nurse who is searching online and deep inside for an answer. There is a brand new member of the...
I’m No Angel I sit here staring at a blank computer screen, filled with quiet concern. It’s simply that I have so many...