Just Like You

When you saw that first slice through a cadaver, you felt something. It showed. I felt it, too. When you set up your first IV, your hands shook. You tried to hide it, but I saw. When you held the


When I Grow Up…

What do I want to be when I grow up? It’s a question we’ve all asked ourselves, or been asked by others, at some point. Kids attempt to answer it by using their imaginations, ‘playing pretend’


I Love Our Hospital

I love our hospital. It’s big and white. It’s where I met mommy and daddy. I love our hospital because I got a cold one day, and we went there. A nice man in white smiled at me and told me that


A Changed Perspective on Life

The first time I saw her, her skin was thin and wrinkled. Her hair was gray and brittle. Her eyes stared at the empty wall. She was dying. It was so, so sad. Goodbyes are so sad. I remember