Emily Polis Gibson1982 — A Story of a Family Stri“Thank you Jesus!” she cried, her husband gripping her hands, she bore down with one last great shudder, pushing their third child in…Jan 15, 20201Jan 15, 20201
Emily Polis GibsonWhat Every Little Girl WantsI once was a skinny freckled eleven year old girl who wanted nothing more than to have her own horse. Every inch of my bedroom wall had…Dec 8, 2019Dec 8, 2019
Emily Polis GibsonJust a Few More Weary DaysDecember 1st is not my mother’s birthday but it was her death day eleven years ago.Dec 8, 2019Dec 8, 2019
Emily Polis GibsonPursuing HappinessJuly 4 is not just the birthday of our independence as the United States of America. It is the day we declared to the world that “We hold…Jul 4, 2019Jul 4, 2019
Emily Polis GibsonA World of WetMy own heart let me more have pity on; let Me live to my sad self hereafter kind, Charitable; not live this tormented mind With this…Jul 3, 2019Jul 3, 2019
Emily Polis GibsonWho is the patient I’m about to see?I’m a family physician who wants to know more about my patients before I set a foot inside the exam room…Jul 3, 2019Jul 3, 2019
Emily Polis GibsonThat Witnessing PresenceSometimes the mountain is hidden from me in veils of cloud, sometimes I am hidden from the mountain in veils of inattention, apathy…Jun 23, 2019Jun 23, 2019