I'm feeling super anti-social right now. And by that I mean super anti-social media. Which to be entirely honest isn't a new feeling for me. Facebook and MySpace came out around the time that I was a freshman in high school - well, that's when it made an appearance in my life anyways. Even then,… Continue reading Anti-Social
Disclosure: For privacy purposes all personal identifiers have been omitted or altered. This is fictional writing based off of real people and real experiences with intent to guide and inspire. I met him one August. I'll call him August. August was your average angsty teenager, plus some. He had outbursts of anger. He stole. He… Continue reading Project Perspective: I Met Him One August
I started this post with different intentions. I had intentions to talk about a slew of topics whirling through my mind but for some reason everything I typed all came back to swimming. Every piece of writing navigated toward the water, as much of my life tends to. Sometimes you don't know what your heart wants… Continue reading A friend like mine
Being a mom is really, really hard. Being a mom to a child who ends up in others care is even harder. I should start by clarifying that I am not a mom - not to a healthy baby, not to an unhealthy baby, not to any form of a small human being at all.… Continue reading You’re Still Mom
This years national nurses day and nurses week has me caught between a rock and a hard place. To some it's a secret, to some it's not - I have chosen to leave the hospital setting and pursue other avenues of nursing. The transition hasn't been an easy one, but it's been a necessary one… Continue reading Every nurse is a real nurse. From one, to another.
You've all seen the memes by now, and chances are even if you aren't a nurse your feed is full of nurses ON FIRE. Recently, a video snippet of Senator Maureen Walsh of Washington was released of her discussing nurses complaining about being tired working 12 hour shifts even though she bets they play cards… Continue reading What 18% of nurses wish senators talked about.
One of so many things I adore about Marc is his ability to make me think. Sometimes he makes me think so hard that my brain actually physically hurts. Last night we went to our favorite Mexican restaurant and we just talked about our world. Where Earth has been, where it's going, what it may… Continue reading We just need someone to be mad at.