Blogs & Poems

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As my dad always says “I have words…”

From my spiritual reflections to the day to day tasks – words come flooding out!


  • Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, but expressed in a poem

    Terror, Fear Adrenaline, Panic What word can describe  The incomparable grit The flash of fear, The heart beat rush One minute happy, The next is a demon I canโ€™t breathe, I canโ€™t even gasp All at once, I feel it The feeling I never wanted to return  I try and sleep, But the faces come…

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  • Being an Advocate in the Medical World: Learning How to Listen, Ask Questions, THEN Make Decisions

    What is the parents’ role in the medical field? What is the parents’ role when they are in the ICU, their child is on death’s door, and the medical profession has now โ€œtaken chargeโ€ in a sense? Have you now lost control over your child? Do you even have a role? Advocating takes Dedication, Patience,…

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  • Advocating for your Child in the Medical World: Part 1

    This post is the beginning of a series that God willing I will be writing in the next couple of weeks. To be honest with you, I am completely unqualified to write this as I struggle with these things too – but in practicing respect and advocacy, I feel that maybe because I know and…

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