First of all…I have a huge heart for nursing. My mom and sister are nurses. This image brings me joy, peace, and gratitude to the many nurses who have and are still providing the very best care to George and Henry.
Nurse Lynn was giving George a bath and the way she held him, looked at him, cared for him; showcases the amount of care she brings to each child in the NICU.
My mom…I do not have the right words to express my love for my mom. She taught me the value of hard work, determination, importance of education, and most of all…the gift of family.
Nursing is more than a job…it is a passion. I fully understand this statement first hand, I am a product of a nurse’s salary growing up. I remember my mother as a nurse from the moment I could tie my shoes, she taught me right from wrong from a nurse’s lens.
My mom is now a Nurse Practitioner who put herself through school while I was in high school. She graduated with her BSN two years before I graduated from high school. She put herself through graduate school and then put me through graduate school. Nursing is a part of my DNA.