Just tiny moments
in passing gaze
seeing blemished flashes
reminders of squandered dances
But bits of bucolic droppings
scattered among littered rue
bring dainty dreams
that all will end up
It may slip behind
disappearing as if it did not exist
You leap in and out
moon bright upon my thoughts
one moment a burning bulb
hanging in destinies sky
The next dipping behind
a clouded doubt
of past stratus layers
But it remains full
and brilliantly waiting
It is always there
Yesterday was my last day as a licensed paramedic. It’s with great melancholy that I let it lapse. But all things need to come to their logical end, and so it was time for me to step off the bus.
For all my ups and downs, it really was a great run. I had the great honor to be with people at some of the worst times in their lives and with them as they took their last breath. They invited me into their homes, even when they may have felt ashamed, because they knew I came only carrying oxygen, not judgement. There were many neighbors I helped, and some I couldn’t, but I cared about them all. It didn’t matter who you were, why you called me, how much you had to drink, how many times you called that week, if you woke me up in the middle of the night or I had to come in a raging blizzard, I came because I really did like being a paramedic. Sure, maybe we complained a bit about the hours or the pay, but really, there wasn’t any better job than that one.
Where else do you get someone say to you: thanks for saving my wife’s life? Or making a kid with a broken arm feel less pain…or even being with someone when they take they stop breathing knowing that you helped make their journey easier.
So, I have no regrets except maybe I didn’t find it when I was younger. I’m gratful for the lives that I helped save, but even more grateful that I never made any mistakes that hurt anyone.
Thanks to all those emergency workers out there still busting their butts for us all–stay safe and we are truly lucky to have you.
As the sun rises and we rise with it, how can we remember to be grateful that we did? With all the things to pull us down and make us feel blue, at least we are here, breathing and walking this earth of ours.
We can choose to wake up and see the stuff that bugs us, or try really hard to look for the good, even when it seems like there isn’t much. And if you have an extra abundance of good, be sure to share it, especially with someone who might not have any. Look around because those people are everywhere.
Some day you may be one of them and will be grateful for the kindness. We are all connected so everything we will ripple through the Universe and come back around. Good or bad. Might as well been good.
So let’s greet the sun! Give our blessings and try to help out someone else. We can all beat the negative together.