In Part I, I shared some of the hardest moments of my nursing career. The tragedies. The heartbreak. The things that stay with you long after your shift ends. But if that was all there was to nursing, nobody would stay. Certainly not for forty years. Because alongside the worst of times were the best…
If I had to sum up my entire 40-year nursing career in one sentence, it would be the opening line from Charles Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” Forty years as a registered nurse. I’ve worked in small community hospitals and Level I…
I remember sitting in church as a little girl while my dad taught Sunday school. That day he was talking about persistence. About not quitting. About how sometimes determination matters more than ability. Then he told a story about me… We were at a playground when I was about five years old. There was a…
You know the old question about the glass of water. Half full or half empty? Two people can look at the exact same glass and see two entirely different worlds. One thinks, Wow, I still have water. The other thinks, Great, I’m almost out. Same glass, same water, completely different life experience. That is the…