Violated.

I did everything I was supposed to do.  That was my heart cry when everyone–despite being fully vaccinated–came down with COVID in our home. Everyone, that is, except for me. I’m a nurse. I know how to protect myself. I know how to protect my family. So why did they all get sick, despite everything we all didContinue reading “Violated.”

On finding margin in a maddening world

I’m weary. The last eighteen months have been unlike any others, and I just want to curl up in a ball with my dog until it’s over, especially in the face of more potential pandemic-related restrictions, new virus variants, and overwhelming uncertainty. I suspect you feel the same. Recently, the Institute for Healthcare Improvement launched aContinue reading “On finding margin in a maddening world”

Too much

It’s all too much. The virus. The unrest. The violence. The anarchy. Add to that the daily, “usual” suffering of the death of loved ones, the loss of jobs, the depression, the everything. It’s all too much. But it’s not too much for God. Are you like me? Do you want to hide? Are youContinue reading “Too much”

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