Yesterday I had a lady date with my nursing school bestie, Erin. It's kind of a tradition we started once we didn't see each other every waking moment of nursing school after she moved back from Cali. These dates aren't always the same. Sometimes we just meet for lunch and sometimes it's also exercise or… Continue reading “Aging”
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Medicine for the Heart
Hi friends and followers! I know it's been a while since I've written. I had some feelings akin to writer's block as well as a sense of wonderment about whether or not you actually wanted to hear my musings at all. Probably happens to most blog writers. I had fallen in an artistic hole, if… Continue reading Medicine for the Heart
Self reflection, doubt, lessons and a cup of tea
So in the last four weeks I have learned a great deal about myself through self reflection, of which I have been spending a plethora of time doing because I get frustrated at myself when I am not perfectly good at something. Now you can probably imagine that I am not perfectly good at my… Continue reading Self reflection, doubt, lessons and a cup of tea
Fancy Free
Today, I had the good pleasure to enjoy an exhibit at The New York Public Library with some friends of mine who used to be my professors during my first degree. Peggy and David always contact me to see them when they come to town and I'm always delighted too. The exhibit is called "Voice… Continue reading Fancy Free
A challenging muse or amused by a challenge? (otherwise known as Happy New Year)
I had my first night at my new job a few days ago, and there is something about the approaching end of the year that has me thinking about challenges. They aren't necessarily a bad thing. Some might liken them to goals, resolutions, purposes... but I feel that they have a more personal meaning. Challenges… Continue reading A challenging muse or amused by a challenge? (otherwise known as Happy New Year)
Santa, I KNOW HIM
Listen, I'm about to get sappy. The Holidays are one of my favorite times of the year. Christmas morning was always a happy time when I was young, and when I was a kid, I didn't know that it wasn't happy for everyone. You aren't supposed to know. Now that I am older, and I… Continue reading Santa, I KNOW HIM
Displacement
I cry at TV shows. Listen, I had to take psychology for nursing school. I know that I am displacing my feelings and emotions from a stressful job. I'm a nurse at a pediatric hospital. I know your first response is, "I don't know how you work with children." How do I know? Because that… Continue reading Displacement
26.2 and then who are you?
On November 4th, 2018, I did something I honestly never thought I would do... the NYC marathon. This was an amazing experience! Probably one of the few times I've felt so speechless, where the only way I could convey my feelings were through these confused, unidentifiable tears. Were they driven by happiness at the finish,… Continue reading 26.2 and then who are you?
Mar Tells Mini Tales 