A Life that’s good

At the end of the day, Lord, I pray I have a life that’s good. I am half Mauritian by background, and I have always been so proud of that. People always asked “what are you mixed with?” and came up with suggestions like Spanish or Italian based on my look and name I suppose.Continue reading “A Life that’s good”

Finding Peace

After my previous post “I look to you”, I realised that I wasn’t as happy as I thought I was. I was scared that I’d didn’t even know what made me happy and that maybe somewhere deep down my mind was fiercely trying to retaliate on my rational and heart protecting feelings. On Monday lastContinue reading “Finding Peace”

I Recognise your eyes

Tell me what is your name because I’d really like to know, I want to hear it from your mouth and then I’ll need to go, Onto someone anew to gaze upon, to help, to fix, to hold, Never I have I seen what I have seen, this is the truth be told. Your eyesContinue reading “I Recognise your eyes”

G is for George

As I walked into the room, I barely knew which person was the patient and which was the company. Both women, standing there in front of me, similar ages, similar physical beauty and dress. Then she smiled, and I knew right away who I was to be focusing my energy on for the next 11Continue reading “G is for George”

As strong as her

LR was the first patient that made me feel like I was actually a nurse. She needed me and I, in some ways, needed her. She gave me confidence and hope and strength. Gosh, the strength of that woman you couldn’t believe. LR had lymphoma, the third life threatening cancer she has encountered in herContinue reading “As strong as her”