The Journey to My LLTW Tattoo

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One of my favorite words is “maktoob”. I learned this word from reading Paulo Coehlo’s The Alchemist. Maktoob is an Arabic word that means “it is written” or “destiny.” I am a believer in destiny; that life is a journey. We are all connected and intertwined; including our destinies. That is why I would have to say that my LLTW tattoo began in 2008 when I met my friend, Karyl Anne.  Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Epiphany

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Their marriage had lasted ten years… too long, longer than it should have ever lasted. But, she was one that believed in loyalty and did not give up easily; always giving people another chance to redeem themselves. She saw potential in people even when they did not. Humans, to her, innately had pure hearts, just society and life’s challenges sometimes corrupted them. Their marriage did not begin with love. It was from seemingly mutual faith in that which is greater than us all. She had been married previously to one who had no faith, no spirituality and as a result was cruel and unrelenting in his control. After her divorce, a friend said, “find someone who loves God then he will never hurt you.” That stuck with her as she struggled as a single mom of three. Continue reading

I’m Back!!!

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I have been away working a “real” job. Sadly, and thankfully, it did not last long. I found a job in the field of my degree…. Nursing. I was a charge nurse at a skilled nursing facility (aka nursing home). The title “charge” was a misnomer as it was me and one CNA for a shift of patients ranging from 15 to  55… a shift I refused. It was impossible for me to care for 55 patients on my own with the standard of care I would expect for my own self. I do not regret the experience; it taught me a lot about myself. For one, I have confirmed my suspicions that I live with ADD. I was too easily distracted by patients frequent requests and other nurses coming from other stations looking for a little socialization to get through their shifts. I could not focus on each patient as they deserved. Continue reading