Days to Chevron Houston Marathon: 10
Planned Run: 4 miles
4.02 miles 45:38 11:21 pace
4:15 pm 43 degrees
Sometimes when I run, my feet aren't the only thing moving. My mind is, too.
Today:
-Gratitude for the depth to which the air can dive into my lungs when I open the space and allow it to clean out the old and bring in the new.
-Gratitude for feeling a door swing past a threshold of reluctance with only the slightest knock from me.
-Gratitude for having a mirror held in reflection of my own so that I didn't lose sight of myself while healing another.
-Gratitude for the opportunity to wake up tomorrow and do it all over again.
When I think about my career as a clinician, I live for the moments of contact that have nothing to do with laboratory values or breath sounds or wound care. I don't consider diagnosis or prognosis.
Today I am undeniably grateful for the opportunity to interact with my patients on a human level. It's just one of those days. Love, love.
©Michelle Scofield, January 2, 2013 All Rights Reserved
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