An art project at age nine was using a sponge to apply watercolors to paper creating pansies. This child didn’t know pansies. But the process revealed heart shaped petals in purple and yellows. Ohhh, it’s a flower! A pretty flower. Her mother’s sincere acceptance of this gift of the pansy painting imbedded them into her … [Read more…]


Anniversary 30 years… surprising, shocking, comforting, even triumphant. We both feel proud at our achievement. We proclaim our love/gratitude. Surprised how language of love morphs over the years. Please follow and like Michele:

Fern Pearson

Only weeks after awkward bed bath simulations on each other and not more than three patients, freshmen nurses were assigned to three half days of patient care on the medical-surgical services. Assignments were posted the afternoon prior to the big day. The freshmen sprang toward that bulletin board like it was a ribbon at the … [Read more…]

Writing From My Body

My dear friend, Connie calls me “A Crusty Cookie- tough and hard on the outside with a soft, chewy interior.” What kind of cookie would my body be? Perhaps a pale, unadorned sugar cookie or a snicker doodle with cinnamon sugar coating or a zesty ginger snap, exotic and sharp to taste but long-remembered? Please … [Read more…]


With obstetrics and general surgery rotations behind her, student nurse Zelda was to begin Orthopedic/Neurology rotation that spring semester. Zelda had observed an abdominal surgery and even assisted passing instruments in  surgery, an appendectomy.  Her instructor was surprised by this fearlessness.  But, her confidence was sagging slightly after watching a hip replacement surgery.  Please follow … [Read more…]

Talking to Girls

One of my favorite Oprah quotes is, “When you Know better, you can Do better.” She credits learning that from Maya Angelou. This has been a most helpful and loving reminder about changing. Several weeks ago I read an article posted by a busy mom I respect. The article is not ‘news’ since it was … [Read more…]

Back Rub

In preparation for nursing school, I was a nurse’s aide at St. Francis Hospital in 1969-1971. We had rules, lots of rules. It was a time of very stringent delineation of roles, each with its own strict uniform. Aides were always clad in flesh-colored panty hose and white leather shoes. We donned white short sleeved … [Read more…]