What happens if you catch a butterfly in your hands?

I have been a paramedic for over 18 years and I have too many memories. Sometimes in the back of an ambulance it's just you and the patient, and time draws to a close and we help where we can.

Endings, tribulations are beginnings. Allow the emotion to escape and accept the renewal.

I guess the idea actually came to me while Christmas shopping for my son. Some of the toys they have out now are just plain crazy.

Children don't have to do anything anymore. Instead of pedaling their riding toys, they just push a pedal. If they don't have the desire to turn their own sucker, they don't have to, a little machine will do it for them. I think that is a little to much.

This poem (for a change) was not inspired by my daughter. This time it was just plain old depression.

Love beckons and summons us to embrace it or to be embraced by it When we do not - we are the loser.

Friendship is the most valuable asset we have. If we allow strangers to divide us, then friendship suffers and eventually dies. We must all do our part to see that it doesn't happen.

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Often we expect everything on a silver platter. If given we would not appreciate it and take our blessings for granted

Any type of illness can be devastating Some are far worse than others, isolating once active souls into a mere shadow of who they once were

I always get attached to my patients, for I try to think of that patient as a member of my own love circle. They talk a lot, but I feel I learn the most by watching the love and concern in their eyes. I pray daily I will never cease to show my patients the love of God in me.

Dedicated to the patients that I have attended to over the years. Although
I might not know them when they first arrive, the love and devotion of their families tell their true story. Regretfully not all patients survive, But the love they have given their family will last forever.