Tonight my daughter ran a few eggs over to our neighbor, who had to shoo a moose off of the road to get her back safely.
I ran back and forth between our town’s rotary health fair and our town’s Nutcracker rehearsal all day, one held in the high school gym and the other in the theater. Then we came home and giggled a little and watched the Hornets almost beat the Nets.
I will very very very probably do it again, okay? Very very very probably.
— Donald J. Trump
Loving this photo Chris got of me after a show the other night, in one of my natural habitats – over the people and into a book.
Today was my first day supporting my CNA students on the floor for their clinical rotation. It’s been a long time since I’ve been responsible for patients or residents at 0600. It’s been a long time since I’ve crept around my house in the dark, trying not to wake family or animals, stumbling into scrubs and spilling iced coffee on my way to the car. Oh, what a journey this has been. I love being a nurse.
On this day seven years ago, I started a hashtag on Instagram. I posted about it every day for the entire month of November. I asked everyone I knew to talk about it, too. It felt silly but necessary, to explore the who and what and how and what if behind all of those thankful lists I often read and scrolled through and even wrote myself this time of year. Seven years later, #getaftergrateful has over 90,000 posts on Instagram. I’m no longer in the mix, tagging and talking about tenacity and thankfulness. I’m so far removed from that world, in fact, that I forgot about it until an old friend texted me today. Looks like the pebble that fell from my heart and into the internet all of those years ago caused a ripple that met me all over again. I needed that.
Per usual, we went hard on Halloween. Per usual, it was awesome. Special thanks to my husband for becoming a photojournalist and following me around all day with his camera. He shot the team at work and the team at home. Also, we were all back and showered and in pajamas by the fire sorting candy at 7:30pm; it was glorious.
