As of tomorrow, I can be found at Sailor, Nurse and Co. This move is a big part of a new start. I plan on posting more frequently again. Talking about our adventures, my career choices, and alot of stuff about parenting.
Hope to see you all there!
I have three weeks of “Dear Nolan” letters that are waiting to be published, but I haven’t had time to get them finished. Shame on me!
As usual, we are never endingly busy. This week finds us in sunny California visiting all of our wonderful family. Seeing my MIL is one of the greatest pleasures of this trip. I miss her so much when we are away.
Last night we gathered all the cousins and had a nice traditional Salvadorean meal and watched the kids play. I took a billion pictures, and I will post some later. One thing was alarming to us as we posed all the new generation for a photo…someone was missing.
Big Boy. It is clear where he fits in the line up of his cousins. There is a spot for him, and yet he isn’t here to fill it.
Amidst all the fun and happiness of this week, I am overcome with a sadness for him. He is losing out on so much. His Mother is single handedly stealing away his family, and not just his Father but also all the cousins, Aunts, Uncles and Grandparents.
As I watched Their Bisabuelita hold No, I prayed that she will be able to MEET Big Boy before she dies. Sadly, his Mother didn’t get to introduce him to his great Grandfather who passed in December.
One day he will know that you kept him from them. I hope that you know how wonderful they are and how much he is loved and wanted. Call Isa.
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12 more clinical hours and I’m finished. Done. Complete.
What started out as a two year journey turned into three.
There were good times, bad times, horrible times and then there were finals. But it’s almost over. I’m almost done. I’m within sprinting distance.
Here’s to praying for an uneventful last shift, full of ontime medication passes, stable vital signs, adequate urine output, and atleast one pee break for me.