yes, i believe in miracles. the longer i’ve been exposed to this job, well life really, my eyes are opened to suffering, pain, death, tragedy…..life, joy, healing, freedom. a grieving parent asked me the other day if i believed in miracles. absolutely, i sure do. miracles don’t always mean life or cure. i’ve seen that with prolonged battle and suffering, sometimes the miracle is death, peace, dignity. i don’t believe that there is anything wrong with rejoicing in those miracles as well as the life saving miracles. i believe in heaven and i believe that my life after this life will be perfect and unimaginable because i will be with…

i have found that the best way to start my day is to reflect on what i’m thankful for. i’m thankful for so much, more than i even know, more than i could ever express. why not face my day, whatever it may bring with a positive reflection of all the great things i’m blessed to say thank you for?

i’m constantly reminded how important family is and i am incredibly thankful for mine. my sisters and i have always had a really great relationship but i feel like as we get older and dive into life experiences, our bond gets stronger. it itsn’t until the challenges i face that i really experience how unique our bond is. i hurt when they hurt and i rejoice when they are happy. we are able to laugh about the most ridiculous things and it seems like we’ve created our own language over the many years. we definitely don’t ever act our age when we are all together and i often wonder if…

i’m often praised for the line of work i’m in but criticized for the amount of time and energy i put into caring for others. i’m not sure how i could do my job which entitles me to enter into the most traumatic times of peoples lives and only give half of my heart, time and care. i’m learning and have been for the past several years that self care must be a priority but i’m also learning that i have not quite mastered this concept. i often come home completely beat down emotionally and physically but somehow i’m able to wake up renewed to do it again the next…

we often hear how difficult it would be to leave the comforts of this world behind…well i started to think about that more and more today and i realized that my worldly comforts are not comforting at all. physically yes but emotionally no. i mean i have everything that i need to survive, i have luxuries that i indulge in, and then i have extras that i don’t even recognize on most occasions but given all of these material comforts, i am not satisfied. i realized that i must make a daily effort to rely on the comforts of the spirit and to continually seek to glorify god through having…

welcome to my blog…how did the name come about? well the purpose of this blog is essentially a scratch pad of my thoughts so a theme was not necessary. i had a really neat conversation with a teenager not too long ago and he simply asked how my day was. it happened to be a monday and i was feeling defeated, exhausted and pretty much blah. he responded by telling me that he had fallen in love with a someone that day. my perspective on mondays suddenly changed that day. so love on a monday serves as a positive reminder that great things can happen any day of the week!