A few months ago my staff and I experienced multiple losses in a short period of time of patients we were very close with.
Grace. That’s my word for this year, this season. Grace. It’s a word that I thought I knew the meaning of, but only knew the surface of before this season.
This morning I was sitting at my desk going through the stacks of cards I received for my birthday.
I woke up this morning feel defeated. The last few weeks things have been a bit rough.
How do you do it? It’s a question I get asked all the time about my job.