Posts Tagged ‘Nikki Grayson’
Folded Paper Hearts; an Epiphany
There will be a time that you finally see or understand why your heart had to bend and fold.
Read MoreFriends. Forever?
We all have a battle that we are dealing with, and it is okay to need each other.
Read MoreSnapshots in the Making
By: Nikki Grayson Let’s be honest, the job of a nurse is not all that glamorous. But in the beginning, Ithought it would be. My thoughts were centered on one thing: helping patients. Not only did itnot turn out to be a dazzling profession, but it was downright hard to become a nurse. Late nightsstudying,…
Read MoreFootprints On My Heart
By: Nikki Grayson Angel Wings and a baby hat; black and white photographs and a little blue blanket; nurses to cry with and a doctor to share your fears with. It was one year ago on a Monday morning when I walked through the double doors of the OB floor. As I followed the nurse…
Read MoreSeasons of Love
By: Nikki Grayson The deep green and blue ocean waters rise and fall before me. The deep blue horizon looks to be a million miles away. Sand wedges between my toes and the warmth of the air envelopes me. As I search for hidden sand dollars, my eyes are set on the tan sandy beach,…
Read MoreDad’s Arms Are Empty Too
By: Nikki Grayson Swollen eyes, pink tinged cheeks, and a steady stream of tears. Dark circles under the eyes, a solemn face, and forced words of strength. The definition of a newly bereaved mom and a newly bereaved dad. Yet we both are experiencing the same hurt and shared grief, the expectations are so different…
Read MoreChoosing Sunshine This Mother’s Day
By: Nikki Grayson Hello there, Beautiful Momma, I write this to you as I’m sitting in the warm sunshine, blue skies, and bright green grass. Flowers are starting to bloom, and the leaves are starting to bud. It’s that time of the year again; Spring. A season that brings many showers of rain, but also…
Read MoreDon’t Try To Stitch Up My Broken Heart
To the family and friends of a loved one suffering the heartbreak of infertility and loss.
Read MoreA Celebration of Life
By: Nikki Grayson Colorful flowers float down the river as we say our goodbyes to my Grandpa Dave at his farm. It’s a cold day in November, family and friends have gathered together to celebrate the life he lived. A few short months before he died, he told me where he wanted his ashes spread…
Read MoreLoss, Love and the Will to Keep Fighting
By: Nikki Grayson We say it all the time, “I love you” or “I love that.” I wonder how many times a day we express it, let alone in a week. “Love” is such a strong word. We love our husbands, our family, our professions, and sometimes even a piece of cake. I have never…
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