He’s holding you

You work so hard as if the hours you spend sweating and digging planning arguing and solving will make everything right. Then it rains on your freshly poured concrete and a sudden wind bends the trees you just planted and the test is positive- you're going to have a baby and your cursing and anger… Continue reading He’s holding you

Tired mom, don’t give up

Tonight after a day of high school classes for my sons, and a day of work as a nurse in acute rehab I wanted to veg out, and so did they.  I had homework (only one calss left for my BSN!), they had finished theirs.  By the time I finished my required essay, I was… Continue reading Tired mom, don’t give up

Confessions of a comfort addict

I'm getting nervous ya'll. On Monday I start the capstone class for my BSN. I've been trying to sit with this uneasiness and discern where it's coming from.  I've decided it's just the discomfort of being stretched beyond my zone. I'm a comfort addict.  And a chronic conflict-avoider. Those scriptures about God being the God… Continue reading Confessions of a comfort addict

a 12 hour shift

(I have no pics of my work in rehab, so this image of working with a traumatic brain injury patient is from MSKTC.org ) I don't write about my work as a R.N. very often, mostly because there's so much that's confidential. But today I feel like I just need to process what happened in… Continue reading a 12 hour shift