A reflective look back at the unglamorous, unseen work of nursing — and the quiet pride of walking away with dignity, humor, and a lifetime of stories.
Category: After nursing
Small Victories in the Wasteland
Learning to celebrate the small victories — in the Wasteland and in life — has become my quiet mantra. Between streaming, teaching again, and finding moments of peace through PTSD, I’m beginning to see that even small steps can feel monumental.
Back in the Saddle, Kind Of
Last night in Appalachia reminded me that not every dream has to go viral. Sometimes yelling into the void—or into the wasteland—is enough.
War Never Changes
Anniversaries aren’t always about celebration. For someone with PTSD, they can be landmines. In this post, I reflect on trauma, empathy, and why even in the wasteland, war never changes.