September 15, 2025 - Another Year, Another Gift

Some days arrive quietly, without fanfare, as though they’re waiting for us to notice them. Today feels like one of those days. Nothing extraordinary, and yet… everything about it matters.

I’ve been thinking about how easy it is to get caught in the rush of “what’s next.” The next deadline, the next goal, the next mountain to climb. But life keeps whispering a different invitation: pause here. Notice the sky, the breath, the way the light falls across the floor. These moments are not small—they are the foundation of everything else.

Hope often shows up in this way, not as a lightning bolt but as a steady flicker. It’s the assurance that even in the middle of uncertainty, there is beauty worth seeing and life worth living. We are not defined by what we lack, but by the love we choose to give, the courage we dare to hold, and the quiet ways we keep showing up.

So today, I want to remember this: ordinary days are never wasted. They are practice for joy. They are proof that we are still here, still breathing, still capable of growing into something more. And that is worth celebrating.

Today marks two years since I have been out of the ICU.Today I spent the day in the most precious way possible, it was my honor to be with my patients.