Saturday, October 30, 2010
Labor of Love
While I tend to dread the thought of going to work...I truly love my job. It's not the work I dread, it's the 12+ hour shifts that kill me. But, when that shift is over, and I think of the day and what I have gotten to be apart of, good & bad, I am utterly amazed and grateful. Today, in the span of 13 hours, I witnessed little lives come into this world...both alive and well...and as little angels...only to be a part of their families in body for a short time, and in spirit...FOREVER...as well as touching my life and leaving an imprint on my heart.
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3 comments:
I agree completely with you. We get to be witnesses to miracles every day we work and we are present at one of the biggest, most life changing events in a these families lives.
Beautiful! I never get to see anything that cool at my job! :)
My sister is an L&D nurse. She loves her job too and feels for the families of these little angels while trying to make that short time together as comforting for the family as possible. This truly sounds like such a rewarding job.
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