Love is to be shared and life is to be lived, to be experienced, to be enjoyed. It is something to wrap oneself around and hold onto as tightly as possible with every fiber of one's being while simultaneously being completely and totally wrapped up inside it
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
To lose power for a split second is nothing at home. But in a hospital,
WOW! The quiet is overwhelming. The only thing you hear is the feet
of the nurses running to their patients rooms. It happened early this
morning, I sat up out of a dead sleep, as Julie our nurse runs in and
looks at Kamryn first and then at all of the monitors. It's good thing
no one takes adult blood pressures around here. Mine is immeasurable.
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