What a week...I'm drained and I'm headed to bed momentarily (acknowledging another violation of my "no internet after 10 pm rule). Tucker, brilliant cat soul, is already in bed.
Today I am trusting my ability to remember that I have more power than the people who I allowed to get me down earlier this week. On Thursday I had this huge epiphany (after running into several of my mentees through the day) that authenticity and passion matter most- and that by living with both I'm quietly influencing the future of medicine and surgery in the hands of these people. I'll keep on being unreasonable and tilting at windmills, thank you very much.
Today I am grateful for the angels I work with in the Burn Unit. I've had a tough week of doing the right thing in some challenging ethical situations, and they've done their best to keep that from being as lonely as it might be. I've felt supported and loved, and there are simply no words to express my gratitude for that.
Today I am inspired by Brené Brown's post du jour in her blog. The Velveteen Rabbit has long been one of my favorite storybooks, even though it almost invariably makes me cry. It seems to me that the Skin Horse captures the spirit of why it takes most of us so long on this journey to the land of Real.
Now Playing: Steve Earle "Fearless Heart"