Success

"To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one's self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exltation; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived...this is to have succeeded." _Ralph Waldo Emerson_

Friday, June 13, 2008

Remember deep thought by Jack Handy? Well these aren't deep and I'm not Jack

Any political/world relations junkies out there. (I know I just wrote about a student of motherhood too, but like i said, i can't just read one.) I started a book on my IPOD that is quite eye-opening. Check out 'America Alone,' I love the part that says,

"All dominate powers are hated- Britain was, Rome was,..America is hated for every reason. The fanatical Muslims despise America because it's all lap-dancing and gay porn; the secular Europeans despise America because it's all born-again Christians..; the anti-Semites despise America because it's controlled by Jews. Too Jewish, too Christian, too godless, America is George Orwell's, Room 101..."

I thought that was a pretty interesting thought, very true to form (and true to it's title). Ever heard those different view points on the news? Well, hope that gets you interested, I have been so far.

Actually what I want to say is that the patient I've had for the last 2+ weeks and last night, died today. Thank you Jesus for taking him home while in the arms of him mommy, and not while still connected to everything. Have you ever wondered what it's like to hold a grieving mom, or bathe a dying baby, to make keepsake footprints with a crying daddy, to re-assure a mom that it's a courageous thing to let her baby go, to know with certainty that it will be the last time you see a child, to want with every fiber of your being to see a miracle happen and at the same crushing moment to want them to return home to heaven, have you ever wondered?
Every morning when I come home to the cheerful exuberant shout of my baby, I am besides myself with awe and love and a word that doesn't exist. It's a funny thing to come from a night of the former description and dive right into giggles and play, sleep for 4 hours and then go to baseball game as if nothing happened. Sometimes I wish that people who asked me about work were really ready to listen and hear the hard stuff, sometimes I need to share the hard stuff. I wouldn't trade my job for anything, I love what I do, but who else would do it...any takers ready to help a child heaven-bound? Wow, life is soooo precious. SLOW DOWN PLEASE....just don't rush so fast from thing to thing without taking the time to think.

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