A Place called Gratitude

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On the same day I ran across two very different people. One told me she knows it’s been a great day if she loses track of how many times she has said thank you (either in her head or out loud). If it was too many to count at the … Continue reading A Place called Gratitude

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Mary, Mary Quite Contrary

  I recall her being in her early 60’s. Most of the time she was in bed requiring frequent re-positioning to keep her from getting bedsores. She demanded a huge amount of time and attention, much more than anyone else on the unit. She was extremely particular about her care, … Continue reading Mary, Mary Quite Contrary

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