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Haiku My Heart: Pottery

Conceivably we know not the material of Christ’s cup, perhaps…? The pottery shown here is displayed in a hallway of IU Health Ball Memorial Hospital . shared with Rebecca's  magnificent Haiku My Heart shared with James' wonderful Weekend Reflections #235

W is for Waiting

mommy, all ready for the birth of her daughter move things along, dear! Daddy and big sister also waiting is there room for me? "I've missed you, Mommy!" tick, tick, tick waiting for our girl hurry up! Doctor reserved room for Wednesday evening to begin the process. Literally, Granddaughter was told "no room at the inn." (labor area) All day Thursday, same thing. Ball Memorial Hospital labor and delivery section has been very busy welcoming new arrivals. Finally, Granddaughter was told to come in at 8:30 last night.   Inducing labor started at 8 a.m. today. Our little punkin shown above took only 5 or 6 hours from beginning to birth. So...now we wait... anticipating our little girl!

Palettes of Diversity at IU Health Ball Memorial Hospital

A few weeks ago I visited a friend who  had knee surgery at our local hospital. As I was walking through the  reception area, ready to go to my car, I glanced at the wall. I paused,  feeding my spirit with the images  I will share with you.   The titles of each art piece gave me a different slant on our human tendency  to categorize and put people and conditions into labeled, neat boxes. Whatever disability one may have, it is more helpful to consider what is one's ability. Fam'ly roots, firmly connected in Indiana. Mental illness, a category filled with fear and misunderstanding. Apprehensive as I list Prozac as one of my medications on the employment questionnaire. News about one more person brought vividly to our attention that this someone had been taking Prozac when he ... Worried about who is allowed to read this.  Will this cause me not to be hired? All these words played the worst scenarios in my angst-ridden mind. Yet, as I sat in the intervi...