Hope is a word I use daily. But for some reason I never really learned the meaning until now. Sure I know the definition of the word, but do I actually know its meaning? It's a feeling, a powerful one. One that restores us.
In my line of work there are many hopes. Delivering babies is not as easy as it sounds. It's amazing to me just how often it goes right!
But then there are days, special situations, people, problems, fear... And I find myself saying "God, I hope she lives." that's when I really learn the meaning, the feeling, the power of hope.
It's days like this that my faith is restored in my choice to become a nurse. Days like this that I find so rewarding as a person to walk back into a room and see a smile from someone I, not to long before, was holding a hand praying, hoping, for life.
I am so blessed to do what I do. I will never give that up. Thank you for restoring my faith in hope.
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