Right now the Mister is baking (I know, I know…awesome right? I just don’t bake or do crafty things, but I sure appreciate the results of said effort) and I’m reading this article (highlighting jb – talent we know because of this dear friend).
This Thanksgiving was indeed a day to reflect on how we must reach out and serve one another.
If you’re in the area, members are going out again this weekend.
just thinking about the amazing people working hard for each other here in this special city. colleagues and nurses i worked with in the past stepped up when nyu hospital evacuated their NICU. coned was working hard and much needed electricity was restored in areas tonight affecting many including the elderly and disabled. mta workers keeping the nyc spirit up during crowded bus rides and slowly recovering subway lines. hardcore employees dedicated to their jobs walking across brooklyn bridge to get to work. finally welcoming the world for the marathon at the same time recognizing the right thing to do was to cancel.
I was a medical student…watching the twin towers fall.
Fast forward a decade + later and I’m taking care of patients in this incredible city I call home. At 8:46 this morning I was watching my Mini run around our favorite playground in Central Park. She was wild and free; the Mister and I grinned at each other…just so grateful we have her and each other.
No man is an island…
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.