Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Called To Serve

"I know you're going to love Guatemala and her people. Who knew my kid brother was willing to leave everything he knows: his home, family, friends, girlfriend, dog, car, adn all the comforts that come with it-- for the chance to teach others about our Savior, Jesus Christ, in a language he doesn't speak or understand in a foreign country 2000 miles away? The Lord will do great things through you, and you're going to have the opportunity to bless the lives of so many people. Guatemala is so lucky @colemvalentine. I love you and I am so proud of you for making this selfless and courageous decision. See you in two, Elder! #ElderValentine"






Sunday, December 25, 2016

We Cry Too

We are human, and often times people think that we, as nurses, could never understand. But that's incorrect. We do this weekly, daily, sometimes multiple times a day.

Read Me

We shatter too. 

Friday, December 16, 2016

Little World Traveler

Met a new friend on the plane today that described flying between clouds as swimming through a milkshake. She said she never wanted to leave. Kids these days. πŸ‘πŸΌπŸ˜‚

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Wave of Change

Another wave of change is coming.
I've encountered plenty of waves now.
I know only this:
That waves will still keep coming,
and the water will still keep moving.
And nothing ever stays the same.

So love the people you're with a little bit more.
Breathe in deep and take it all in.
And when an opportunity arises, take it.
Because that wave may not come again. 

Saturday, November 19, 2016

Disconnect

There is a darkness
In the stillness
Of disconnect.
Everyone and everything
Surrounding you
Connects
But you remain empty.

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Purge

I did something good today and took a step in the right direction. I've had to let go of a friend.

It hurts because they said they'd never leave, yet here I am again, alone. It's better this way for both of us, I think. I've hurt over it. In fact, I've been through the five stages of grief over it. Over and over again. 

And today, instead of burning everything in their memory, I packed it all up into a little cardboard box and took the memories to the goodwill to be used by others who can find them useful. And maybe sending them to the goodwill instead of the fiery furnace will be good karma. And maybe, just maybe, I can start healing this wound in my chest; fill its God shape with God, and be at peace. 

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

31 Days of Gaditude

1. My Therapist.
2. Prayers, unanswered, yet to be answered, and answered all the same.
3. Dogs that love to be loved, and the Humane Society.
4. My college roomate reunions and Drive-In Movies.
5. The temple.
6. Used Book Stores
7. Tom and Chee Mac and Chee Grilled Cheese sandwiches. And people to share them with
8. Patients and families that appreicate the work I do
9. Noodle Dogs
10. Book Binding, Paper Stores, and Friends who teach you new things
11. My little brother.
12. Nashville skyline sunrises on the way to work
13. Spiced Scones Nature Wick Candles
14. Friends who spend the entire day in target with you
15. My Great Aunt and Uncle
16. The ability to change
17. Hugs
18. Being on call and not getting called in
19. J.K. Rowling
20. Sundays
21. Love Notes
22. My Dad
23. A good nights sleep
24. Love notes
25. Friendsgiving in Kentucky
26. Peppermint Bark
27. Benadryl
28. Long drives
29. Thunder Storms
30. Little Ladies who lose their cars in parking lots and hitch a ride with you to find them