An Amazing Toast to Amazing People

“This post is my raised glass to the third shift faithful, the round-the-clock warriors, the on-call, ever-ready, what’s-a-day-off few who stand in the gap while others sleep and sip eggnog around the fire.

“Here’s to the men and women around the world doing mighty, heroic, compassionate, sacrificial things that no one sees or knows.

“Spouses holding and calming disoriented husbands or wives who awake with panic because of Alzheimer’s or who wrestle with pain from chronic illnesses.

“Moms and dads praying late into the night over sleeping children, straying children, or sick children – battling for them on a celestial plane, bathed in the glow of night lights, listening to hospital monitors, or watching for headlights in the driveway.

“Caregivers and first responders in a myriad of circumstances . . .”

. . . and on it goes, line after line of beautifully poetic prose. I’m not much into all the red and green hoho of Christmas, but I have to admit, sometimes the season just brings out the best in us.

This post I found is certainly an example of that.

And always timely, no matter the season.

You have to go there and read the rest of this. You will not be sorry!

Thanks, Lori, for letting me showcase this beautiful post.

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6 thoughts on “An Amazing Toast to Amazing People

  1. Rush'd Lady says:

    Last summer, I sorta had the same thoughts about all those people in the hospital that was there for me and the other ones who were ill with various complaints and staying there too. I tried to come up with a list of things I was grateful for about the experience and sent thanks you’s to the special nurses that went out of their way to help me. Thanks for sharing with us even though I don’t get to come visit your blog very often. Blessings!

    • katharinetrauger says:

      But…here you are!
      Thanks for these kind words, my friend! I know emergency cared is available at all hours, which can be even during the daytime, but seems more appreciable at midnight, doesn’t it. To find calm, professional care when only a mom would usually respond, is a comfort in itself, I think. ❤

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