This is the year...

I birthed my son without all of my loved ones at my side


The hands...

that care for my needs are the same hands used to wipe clean your loved one's while also are the hands that protect someone else's..at the same time.


The hands...

The hand that wears a class ring, holds the hand with a latex glove. One is on their knees, the other lying in a bed. This moment of a pause amongst the chaos just outside the door, meant more to him and his family than she would ever know. That pause that allowed them to pray led to him sitting in the chair for the first time. That pause led her to grow her faith and mimic his life of 95 years of service to others. The hands that held each other with IV tubing in the center to pray the imaginary rosary. It was those hands coming together as one, that impacted many beyond that isolation room in that moment in time. Those hands continue to grasp more moments.


Ohio

The hands...

My hands, used to type these words also express my thoughts through visual prose…lose them and I lose my voice…


Kent, OH

I need/I want...

I need to see you, hear you…I want to touch you, hug you, smell you…


Kent, OH

The hands...

Open my voice


I need/I want...

I need to forgive the world, myself in the world too.


Ohio

The breath...

Breath crackles, wheezes, squeaks, grunts, squawks, rubs, gutters, honks, clicks, and speaks a language of noises like language among the Hmong before written word. Sherry hiked her shirt up behind so that I might listen to a narrative, in stereo, of how a young woman self medicates anxiety and depression. She spent a entire life guarding a sacred temple which, to my eyes, is a pile of rubble in the backyard of her family farm in Cambodia.


The breath...

At my mother’s last breath, there was the wet sound of drowning. I gasp now, still, thinking of the communal drowning of those lost to the pandemic. When we could sing again, I gathered my breath—diaphragm to lungs to throat—and sang a song of lament for all who can’t sing, for all who lost life to the water.

Rebecca Moon Ruark
Galesville, Maryland

I praise/I grieve...

I praise plurae, arteries/ I grieve the pulse of Detroit/ I praise hospital/ I grieve the name on the building

Kc
Detroit, MI

I praise/I grieve...

I praise the word “breath” That has only one rhyme. It will be itself, cut short Only by time. Now I ask, is life sacred, And is it unique? For if so it may be something About which we must not speak. But maybe it isn’t, for it betrays: There is an end to our good days. Is that last climax, like our sad lays, Worthy of wassail, worthy of praise?


ALEXANDRIA

This is the year...

This is the year I learned that a psychiatric unit is more. The year that those who seek regular mental counseling are forced to counsel themselves. The year we learned we are not able to counsel ourselves. Those who relieve struggles with socializes, are no longer able to counsel. Those who do not have meds or strength to cope any longer.


Warren, OH

I praise/I grieve...

I praise the hearts of the patients that thank me and see my hard work and the ones that can’t because the world has hardened them and I grief the part of my heart that has been hardened from not being able to be there for those who need me because I’m stretched to thin.


This is the year...

I was really tested due to the pandemic. Not being able to meet in person for classes or discuss certain questions I had for the professors. Not being able to meet up with classmates because of the social distancing. Although, it was nice to wake up in my Pj's while attending class but, I had no availability for tutoring or any assistance at all, I just had to suck it up and teach myself. It was very difficult for me to maintain my grades at home during the pandemic. Then on top of that, I was force to get a Covid-19 vaccine, because they mandated it. Otherwise, I was not going to being able to attend clinicals. You know society says that getting the vaccine is your choice but its not your choice if your mandating it. I seen so many people lose their jobs and put an hold on their life because of this mandating of the vaccine. Overall, this year was a rude awakening


Warren, OH

The breath...

The breath a patient takes when he hears his diagnosis... The breath I hold in when I watch his reaction... The breath a patient takes when she needs help brushing her teeth... The breath I take when I see her frustration... The breath I hold in when my patient's oxygen sat is dropping... The breath I release when they can finally breath again...


The hands...

The hands. They used to belong to me, but now they belong to my profession. Nails cut short, no nail polish, and kept so clean my skin is dry. My hands, now yours and theirs, can reach out to touch, feel, comfort and soothe. Only trying to provide comfort. They can also reach out to poke, stick, pinch and cause pain.Only trying to do what is necessary. These hands, they mean so much to me, to you, to them. They wipe away tears. Yours, mine and theirs. These hands are happy to serve, until they become the wrinkled hand reaching out.

Kyla Teeters
North Jackson, OH

The hands...

The hands... My hands that hold the hand of the scared patient in covid isolation that can't have any visitors. I hold the hand of the patient dying alone hoping the warmth of my touch comforts them.


I need/I want...

In need to call for help but I don't want to leave you I need to break your ribs because I want to save you I need you to understand I don't want to hurt you sometimes life needs to hurt in order to make it but you have to want to live too if I need to call it for you I will but I want to save you


Warren, OH

The hands...

The hands that braided her hair right before they called the code blue. The hands that helped turn them to prevent wounds because before this they were independent from home. The hands that helped them relax to prevent them from pulling off their Bi-Pap so they didn't have to take the last bed available in the ICU. The hands that wiped away my own tears from losing another one.


This is the year...

This is the year my voice was silenced due to the fact my views were opposite of the institution This is the year that some were robbed of the freedom to choose This is the year some had to give up dreams to stand up for what they believe in


The hands...

The hands... so little and cold. Reaching toward me for comfort. Too weak to grab ahold. Yearning for love and affection. Too young to have know what it is like to near death. Crying for help, when only some could hear. Wishing he could get away from here.


The hands...

The hands that hold yours, so you feel less alone, the ones that comfort you to know someone is there, the ones who help you along the way, and the ones that you say you won't forget.


I praise/I grieve...

I praise the nurses and healthcare workers who have worked so hard. I grieve the way things used to be. I miss being able to visit my family without thinking about them suffering from Covid like so many have. I grieve the fearless person I used to be.


I praise/I grieve...

I grieve for the time when we could speak to our patients without a mask covering our mouths...I grieve for all the families I held as their loved ones took their last breathes...I grieve for those who do not want to die, yet deep down you know what is coming next...I grieve for my family when I come home crying after having multiple patients die during one shift...I grieve for my coworkers as we work together to zip a body bag of a patient who is only 10 years older than me...I grieve for a time when I didn't know all of this, yet I wouldn't have it any other way


I praise/I grieve...

I grieve how naive I used to be.


The hands...

the hands that touch with compassion... hands of love and care


The hands...

The hands that pull away a stray hair from the eyes, that hold unspoken grief.


This is the year...

This is the year that my tolerance for humanity was tested. Understanding some of the reasons people didn't get the vaccine and the horrors that Covid has wrought in people's lives has been difficult to process.


The breath...

The breath I took when I tried to run my normal 10 miles. Is when I realized that even 5 miles was a struggle. I struggled to breath. I then realized how precious the breath was. I realized I have been taking it for granted. The very moment I remembered those patients in the ICU on the ventilators, alone, struggling to breath and the ones taking their last breath. I realized how precious the breath was. The ones that wished they could see their loved ones again, hug them, tell them how much they loved them, bargained to see the light of the day, to breath normal again, to get right with the earth, the higher, the neighbor, the nature. I realized how precious the breath was and I stopped to thank God that I am alive that I am a nurse, that I am blessed that I am priviledged to be in the position to care for the need, the breathless, the underprivileged to hold their hand as they take their last breath, I realized how precious that breath was.

Lillian Kavishe
Whiteriver AZ

This is the year...

This is the year.... We finally talk about death. We finally start the conversations about "what if". Families are finally listening to us when we say "this is serious". It's so sad it took a pandemic to start the process of normalizing death, and cherishing life as long as we have it.

Kathy
OH

I praise/I grieve...

What do I grieve? The smiles, the beautiful intricacies of the individual face. The hugs, the warm embrace of a friend. The sharing of a meal together, the fun of taking a new recipe in to the unit for everyone to try. What I praise is the strength and tenacity of those around me. I praise my coworkers who were so supportive when I got sick. I praise my family who have been so strong through all the changes in their school and my work schedule.


This is the year...

This is the year mass death has become normalized


I praise/I grieve...

As a fulltime faculty member and ICU nurse on the frontlines, "I grieve for the nursing students trying to prepare going into the nursing profession, I grieve for every patient and their families we are caring for and losing. I praise the students coming into the nursing career during this time, I praise my peers working so hard to save every patient that comes into our care." We as nurses are exhausted, heart broken, and beaten down. Watching multiple people pass away every shift is mentally exhausting. To the patients and families we are doing our best. We can't promise to save you, but we can offer to walk along side of you with whatever the outcome is! We are doing our best!

Tara
Salem, OH

The breath...

As the breath of a nurse my eyes see illness and pain My brain translates this to knowledge and skills But my heart aches and hopes for healing to take place

Diane
Youngstown,Ohio

I need/I want...

I want the sadness to go away but it can't. I want the fear to go away but I can't. Therefore I will focus on what I can do. I can be the best role model, educator, mentor. I can see the positive in each negative situation. I have that power.


This is the year...

This is the year. First like a hurricane, then like a tornado. The hurricane, hitting hard, hitting fast. Families forever changed. Lives left different than before. Then, like a tornado, picking and choosing its own path. You never know who or when. Soon, I hope soon... a steady recovery.


The hands...

As a nurse my eyes see illness and pain


I praise/I grieve...

I praise the privilege I have to be a nurse in these times. I have access to information, the ability to be present, and care for people that no one else has access to in this time. I am the hand holding another when their loved one cannot be present.


This is the year...

This is the year that I will help nurses find their voice. I will advocate to help our frontline nurses express their concerns, wishes, and advocate for the need for nursing self-care. All nurses deserve to be heard. I hope that 2022 is the year that all nurses will join together to find their voice.

Gina Severino
Canfield Ohio

The breath...

The breath that carries death gets trapped behind the mask./I keep as much death as I can, and I won't share that with you./I want life for you./So I keep the death behind my mask,/ and do my best to only speak, breathe and share life.

Taryn
Kent, Ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I praise my colleagues who I see working tirelessly every day on the front lines. Those who give everything they have and then some. I praise those who have to continually pivot in practice to ensure they are providing optimal care in sometimes less than optimal situations. I grieve for lives changed forever, lives already lost, and for all those yet to come.

Tina
Youngstown, OH

I praise/I grieve...

I praise the work of the nurse persevering and adapting to overcome obstacles to care for their patients and families, truly making an impact in their lives. I grieve for the connection we all once had that is forever changed.


I praise/I grieve...

I grieve the loss of the world as it was, socially open with physical presence uncovered providing a emotional picture through a smile or a frown/Now I praise the ability to adapt and perservere and though the ever changing landscape


This is the year...

This is the year that I realized that even in my own family I don't have the words they need to hear. I cannot persuade them...so many lives lost that could have been prevented...this is the year that I recognized how the trust in medical science has been eroded away...WHAT IS MY PURPOSE??


The breath...

The breath is the focus / Both for continued life but also the fear / The burning need and desire for those we care for / But we forget in ourselves. Now the breath is our jadedness and our savior / when overwhelmed it is met with sarcasm and frustration / but it can be our calm. I too often fear the breath / it will be another statistic / another heart break / another weight that I will hide under the smile. But those around me to understand my fear and weight remind me / MY breath is also a focus, a need, a requirement for me to move forward.

Andrea Nelson
Ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I grieve for the nursing students who will go out into the field, differently prepared than their predecessors. I grieve the experiences they will never have, the understanding they may never reach, and the lessons that may be lost in this current time. I grieve for the "new grad" experience each student will have because they are entering this profession in an extremely difficulty, challenging, demanding, unprecedented, unusual time. I grieve for the future of the profession...


The hands...

the hands i lay on someone and the ears I use to listen to the unspoken and spoken words as a nurse reflect my ability to care for others. Nusing for me is the ability to touch and listen to the unspoken and spoken words of the patient telling their story

anonymous
Ohio

This is the year...

To focus on caring for me so that I can care for you/ to be present with fresh eyes and a fresh perspective so that I can teach you how to better care for yourself/so that if you take better care of yourself then yo can care for another/If we all care for ourselves and each other then we create a positive change/it all begins with self-care.

Christina Redfern
Burton, Ohio

This is the year...

This is the year we lost yet found ourselves. The busyness of life was put on a hard pause. No more rushing here and there, no more frenzy schedules. In the unknown, we found comfort and connection in FaceTime and porch-drop holiday dinners. We found a strength we never knew we had inside - this year would not break us, it like coal to diamonds, it would evolve us. Now look how we shine.

Mariah Gibbons
Ravenna, OH

I praise/I grieve...

I grieve for families I grieve for patients I praise their strength and determination I grieve for hospital staff exhaustion I praise their dedication I grieve for not being able to fix the ill I praise everyones medical skill and continued care I grieve the patients death


This is the year...

COVID>>>> what an interesting term…means so much…change, challenge, loss…community, strength, perseverance….. This nurse will never forget walking across the bridge from the parking garage to the hospital on Easter morning 2021; as I walked across, the sun was rising behind me offering a glimmer of sunlight on my forward view… a view of snow glistening like glass and more than 40 signs placed by local girl scout and boy scout troops reading “Hero’s”, “thank you!”, “WE LOVE YOU”, “KEEP SAFE”, “GOD BLESS” . …. Hero? Me? I believe to this day that was my most heartfelt COVID moment, that Easter. The spiritual meaning of the day coupled with the past years events and the promise of the season of resurrection and rebirth sparked the light that has allowed me to continue to cross that bridge daily, face the illness, fear, and sometimes death and loss that are encountered, and focus on the patients that get better, the live to love and be loved again. That was the day I beat COVID…. Because parents cared enough to teach their kids to encourage, care, love…. The symbolism was profound and I will forever be grateful. COVID…past, present and future…. You don’t get to win because we have learned to manage your challenge, save the lives that we could not at the onset and support one another like never before. Staffing challenges are at an all time high, patients and families are more frustrated and scared than ever and all hospital employees in all departments are more exhausted than ever….but, we continue to innovate, change operations, increase support and concern for one another, look to the heavens to our spiritual strength and authoring on a daily basis our chance to unify, grow, persever….to win!!

Deb Cifani
Bainbridge Ohio

This is the year...

This is the year of much uncertainly and unrest. A time of rollercoaster emotions. A time of reflection and appreciation for a caring gesture or word. A time where kindness has made all the difference.

Mary Beth Lukach
Youngstown Ohio

The hands...

The hands that greet, the hands that hold, the hands that comfort, nourish, and pray unceasingly, The hands that let go...


Ohio

The breath...

The breath we take is so automatic we don't even have to think of it, until its diminished. I looked into his eyes, he looked like a healthy man, but we knew not so much. There were tears... he told me he loved his wife, his daughters and his granddaughters. He was afraid, not of being sick but of never being able to tell them how much he loved them, how much he wanted them with him./As I walked down the hall later that day, it was the first time I faced my mortality.


The hands...

The hands of a nurse/As a nursing faculty member, we metaphorically hold the hands of our students/Students that look up to us/to have the answers to unanswerable questions:/"Will I make it as a nurse?"/"Do I have what it takes to stand up for my patients in the face of conflict and heart-wrenching life-altering experiences?"/"How am I going to stand up to the stressors of this profession if I can't pass Pharmacology?"/Our answer?/You are here for a reason/We are here for you/To help guide you on your journey to become a trusted professional, capable and highly qualified to care for others/You have the heart/As mentors we have given you the skills/Take what you have learned, always listen to your patients, and go forth to make this world a better place.

Loretta
Green, OH

This is the year...

This is the year that I feel guilt for not being shoulder to shoulder with my healthcare colleagues and friends, for not assisting you with endless lines of patients waiting for care, for not helping you with those who are transitioning to death, for not aiding those who are fighting and needing interventions never used so widely before, for not using my skills that I have honed for so many years, this is the year I feel regret and shame for being on the safe sidelines while my colleagues fight so hard and become so tired.

Kristy
Cuyahoga Falls

The hands...

My hands touched your newborn grandchild for the first time as you viewed the miracle of life on FaceTime. I will care for this precious gift until you are able to cradle and hold this bundle of joy.

Boardman, Ohio
Boardman, Ohio

This is the year...

This is the year to realize how strong you really are!

Denise Pacholski
Cleveland, OH

This is the year...

we buried my father after the year when we hugged him the least.


Akron, Ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I praise the reminders I receive of why I do what I do. In a time where we question everything, one thing remains constant. In the times that I question working on the floor due to the pandemic, one thing keeps me there...my experiences with my patients. The fact that I get to be a part of their lives in a very special way and they become a part of mine. I have become who I am today because of them and what I learn from them. I realize I don't want to be anything else, but a nurse.

Laurie
Akron

This is the year...

That I lost two close friends to COVID who chose to not be vaccinated. The year that I struggle with why. The year that I often feel lost and sad. The year that I contracted COVID from a patient I cared for. The year that I try to make sense of it all.


I need/I want...

I want my children to always be safe and healthy. I want them to keep others' health and safety in mind too. I want people to realize the simple act of kindness, of saying please and thank you even on days when saying those words might be difficult. A kind word can change the world one day at a time.


I need/I want...

I need other nurses to understand that we are all doing the best we can. We are all stretched thin, tired, broken down, wounded. It is not possible to provide the caliber of care we desire at this point. I need nurses to be kind to each other. I need to nurses to forgive themselves.


This is the year...

thou wounded, was not slain/I'll lay me down and bleed a-while/then I will rise and fight again

JT
Ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I praise the nurses that are working in the front lines. caring for patients who are so, so sick. I praise the patients for the bravery they are displaying. trying to stay strong for their families who are unable to be at their sides. I grieve the loss of my ability to still be that front line nurse. To be able to hold that hand. I grieve the wearing of masks that cover the smiles that patients so desperately need to see. I grieve for the families who are struggling with the inability to see their loved ones. I praise the Lord that we will all be together again some day, seeing the smiles, holding each others hands, and caring for each other again.

Diana F
Homeworth, OH

I praise/I grieve...

I praise the young eager faces of the students who want so much to learn to care for patients and grieve the work that is in front of them. They have no idea...


The breath...

The breath I take for granted on most days is life. I use it to talk, exercise, sing, and have seen so many without it wishing only for breath.


This is the year...

This year I have spent much time wishing, worrying, and patiently waiting for an end to the Covid numbers. Life has seemed to revolve around numbers. Numbers and more numbers. Life is fragile and only takes a single moment to change. It is time to focus on blessings and be grateful for the breath I take every day.

Eldy Lazaroff
Canton, OH

I praise/I grieve...

I praise the ones who cared for us so passionately in our time of need. I praise the ones who saw us for the grieving family we were, who held us close and looked the other way just this once. I grieve the loss of little things, the simple smiles and gentle touch, so common to our trade. I grieve the time that will never be regained and the hole that it leaves in my heart.

Tracy
Ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I grieve for the lost souls I grieve for those lost to misinformation I grieve for those lost to their families I grieve for those lost from opportunities I grieve for those lost from their youth I grieve those lost from their choices I grieve those lost from life I grieve the anger that has arisen

Christy
Ohio

The hands...

The hands that trembled taking care of my first patient now tremble again. Not because I don't know, but because I do.


I need/I want...

I Need, to be held, to be hugged, to be close, to be near, to see your lips when you talk, to see your face, your emotions, your smile. I need to be surrounded, to laugh again, to feel the joy of being together.

Marcy
Ohio

The breath...

The breath...is a reminder that we are alive. Focus on it as it provides a mirror into your soul. Be cognizant of your feelings and allow your breath to gage your response to stressors. Impower your breath to calm your inter-thoughts.

Jeremy Jarzembak
Auburn Ohio

The hands...

Can you see my smile under this mask?! These are the hands of my junior OB nursing students who just finished their OB rotation. These are the hands of students who decided to change careers to become nurses. These are the hands that will hold a newborn and celebrate with their family. These are the hands that will stroke the face of a laboring woman who is scared because she is in pain and her baby is in distress. These are the hands that will help a cancer survivor ring the survivor bell after completing chemotherapy. These are the hands that will hold parents who have just been told their child didn’t survive a car accident. These are the hands that will be red and cracking because they have been washed countless times during a shift. These are the hands that will hold a COVID patient’s hand who is dying alone. And the hands that will hold the iPad so families can talk to their loved ones for the last time. These are the hands that will embrace and encourage their fellow nurses. I am privlaged to have touched their hands. These hands touch my heart.

Melissa Dyer
Uniontown, Ohio

The hands...

I touch your shoulder as I can’t see your face. Lying face down, please know that you are not alone. Feel the warm touch of the nurse's hand who is here with you, the nurse who cares for you.

BENITA L FISHER
Ohio

This is the year...

This is the year that I wrestled with the unknown, that I learned to embrace the unknown, that I challenged others to be brave, that I learned to be brave. This is the year that I faced fear for my self, my loved ones, my patients, my students, my coworkers, my world. This is the year that I needed to be the voice of calm in the storm.


Ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I grieve for those who won't know a "normal" patient experience, patients who only know nurses masked, patients who are unable to see nurses' smiles and their true expressions of caring, compassion, sorrow, and joy. I grieve for patients who get too little interaction with nurses because - nurses are stretched too thin. I grieve for new mothers who never knew what it was like to give birth in a pre-pandemic time with numerous family and friends present in the hospital, eagerly awaiting their new arrival. I grieve for the connections that should have but never will be made between patients and nurses.

LB

I praise/I grieve...

I praise all nurses for their love and dedication to the kids and adults to which they minister


Ohio

I need/I want...

I want the nursing profession to grow in the realization of importance. How important nursing is to society but more importantly how important each and every nurse is to someone...including ourselves...


ohio

This is the year...

when tragedy turns into opportunity. This is the year when pain from the past is overtaken by joy in the present. This is the year when hope is justified by goodwill and genuine happiness. This is the year of maintaining faith even when no light can penetrate the darkness. This is the year.


This is the year...

institutions and experts have failed us


This is the year...

This is the year we will move forward and not trip over what is behind us.....


Cleveland

I need/I want...

I need my patients to understand that I am not as strong as they think. That when they yell out of anger due to long wait times in the ED lobby that I am not the reason for that wait, but the solution "/". I want to care, I need to care but the weight of suffering has become cumbersome on my soul. I need restoration

Tracy Dodson
West Salem, Ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I praise God that I have the heart, knowledge and skill to care for and about my patients and grieve that it isn't enough

Karen Mascolo
Stow, Ohio

This is the year...

This is the year I will get respite and see fruit growing


I praise/I grieve...

the many patients that I have seen for come this disease


The hands...

These hands do more than simply go through the routine of pressing, sensing, and feeling. They also convey love, empathy, concern, and support.

Rachel
Warren, Ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I grieve for people I know little about, families losing loved ones at alarming amounts. I grieve in silence because we have to stay strong. No weakness can be shown there is no time for that. I grieve alone.


warren, ohio

The hands...

The hands that hold your family's while in our care, that wipe away the tears The hands that work tirelessly to help keep them here. We hold your hand, but who holds ours?


warren, ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I grieve the simplicity of life 2 years ago. I grieve children not being afraid to go out of the house. I grieve for the babies who only see masked faces. I grieve for the dementia patients who don't understand where their family went and why they are hiding behind masks. I grieve the way life was and I grieve for our future


The hands...

The hands that once took report for you, now hold yours hoping to allow some comfort. In these moments I've gotten to know you and the struggles you have endured.

sabrina wojtonek
ohio

I need/I want...

I need understanding, I need to believe things will get better, I need people to understand that this is no joke, it is not fake, if you only seen what we have seen maybe you would understand. The mess of tubes and wires that is keeping so many alive the tiredness we feel working 12 hours and being scared to go home in fear of getting our family's sick. The worry we have to come to work the next day and see so many we have fought here no longer on this earth. My tears cannot Beguin to express the pain I feel.


I need/I want...

I want you to get better... I need you to get better... I want this to end... I need people to understand


The breath...

The adrenaline is rushing as another code has been called. Staff has ran from all parts of the hospital to respond to the emergency. Trying to catch their breaths so they can save another's life... The fear of it not being enough is lingering over them as CPR is being done... Out of all the breaths taken in life, the last breath is never something easily unseen or forgotten...


Warren, Ohio

This is the year...

This is the year that I grieved for loved ones, as well as people I did not know. I held their hands just the same. The power of love and compassion is what carries us through.


This is the year...

I will accomplish my biggest goal.


Ohio

The hands...

The hands that hold others... The hands that catch the tears... These hands are warriors... And they also have fears.../ Nurses are strong... Yet we all break... These hands are advocates... These hands are delicate.../ These hands work... These hands help... These hands are worthy... These are the hands of glory.../


Ohio

I need/I want...

I want families to heal and friends to get together...I want people to love and remember they are not alone...I want people to heal and see that there are better days


The breath...

The breath once so quiet, is now the only thing left to hear. After many deaths, mandates, and tears. We have lost but now must persevere. The time has come for us to join hands. Remembering our purpose in his bigger plan.

sabrina wojtonek
Trumbull County, Ohio

I praise/I grieve...

I praise the moment I finally take my mask off after a 13-hour shift only to grieve for you and the pain you must feel. I am lucky to be able to leave and remove my mask as you do not have that privilege.


ohio
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