An end to the drought?

In honor of the monsoon-like weather of the last few days, I'm ending the drought. I'd like to say that my long silence has been due to the fact that I'm a great admirer of Abe Lincoln, and thus subscribe to his theory that "it is better to be silent and be thought a fool than to speak and remove all doubt." Unfortunately, I'm rather prolific at removing all doubt. Instead, my neglect of my blog has less to do with having little to say than having little time to say it.

My work in public relations has kept me busier than I can adequately describe, and we have some news on the home front: A baby is on the way! Our daughter is quite pleased at the prospect of having a sister, but says that if the sibling turns out to be a boy, she would rather have a dog, thank you very much.

Life is an ever-changing moment. As I walk through the medical center where I work, I come face-to-face with that fact. The most joyous of occasions on one unit contrast with uncertainly around the corner. The people who care for them are met with the challenge of making sense of it all, somehow.

These experiences are quite humbling. I often view them through the lens of a video camera as I seek out ways to tell these stories in an effort to play a part in the "making sense" of it, and hope that someone who sees one of those stories will realize that they are not alone in their struggle with a disease or condition, but bound to another human with the common thread that stitches us all together.

I didn't mean to turn sentimental here, but I guess that's the way of blogging. We can talk about what we like, go where the words lead us, and hope they still make sense in the morning.