This Christmas I am especially challenged to remember the true meaning of Christmas. For me, that means a grateful heart. I'm refinancing my home this Christmas, quite possibly one of the most frustrating processes. Ironic, but not shocking, that it was easier to get into a home mortgage than it is to refinance. Of course, lower rates, more principal and less interest, lower monthly payments---of course they'll take their sweet time.
With that mindset, Christmas will include no shopping. It will include shopping for food, shopping for a few decorations here and there, and a few white elephant gift presents. No gifts for my families, and certainly none for me either. The Graduate Student's, Ramen? Boxed pasta with great value spaghetti sauce. Yes, slight exaggeration, but for now I'll just have to drive by Whole Foods and drool a little.
I did, however, make time to save a little extra to purchase myself one special gift. A tangible reminder to have a grateful heart. A grateful heart for a job worth more than any green paper, a home that keeps me warm and protects me from weather's elements, and a healthy family that is on the flip side of sickness and illness. I purchased this book, The American Nurse, by Carolyn Jones and inspired by The American Nurse Project.
You can view the overview video here -----> Video Overview of The American Nurse Project
Nurses have seen things that none of us can imagine. I'm in awe, I do believe that they are a special breed--some combination of innate compassion and learned behavior. I wish I could say exactly what it is, because I'd bottle it up and drink that potion. But it's not consistent, and of course, there are many roads that lead to being a nurse. I hope we have captured that.
--Carolyn Jones (from the Introduction)
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