Where the Light Enters
There's been a big gap between posts. I had company then more company. Work. Then a nasty cold. And in the interim, there have been a handful of half written blog posts that have not reached completion. I guess I've been in a *squirrel* kind of mindset over the past few weeks. But I'm on the mend (despite the ongoing post nasal drip...which I'm sure you don't care to know the details of) and facing the hump day of my week of vacation; I'm starting to feel like my old self again and finding a little time to catch up. So, I guess I'll write something uplifting and funny, right? Well, no...what is actually on my mind are wounds. (What? Ew!) I work in a hospital and although I'm in administration and don't see the up-close and personal wounds of those who walk through our doors, I still see plenty and I gotta tell ya...there are some people with some horribly devastating wounds. And some of them, you wonder, how can a person survive such