Eira Valencia (ECHO)What Follows When I Lost My Baby…Holding my baby in my heart, holding their memory as a light…16h ago116h ago1
Eira Valencia (ECHO)When the Overdose Victim Had My Sister’s FaceThe weight of a sister’s struggle in every overdose call.1d ago21d ago2
Eira Valencia (ECHO)Abandoned Bicycles — Rusted, Broken, ForgottenThey litter the streets, like fallen soldiers on a battlefield.Sep 141Sep 141
Eira Valencia (ECHO)On the midnight train, two paths convergeCan a chance encounter change the course of a life?Aug 317Aug 317
Eira Valencia (ECHO)A Chaplain’s Quest for Meaning in TragedyHow do we find light when the world goes dark?Aug 285Aug 285
Eira Valencia (ECHO)A Female in a Man’s WorldCan determination and grit shatter the glass ceiling?Aug 1814Aug 1814
Eira Valencia (ECHO)When the Patient is My MotherCan I save the one who gave me life?Aug 1723Aug 1723
Eira Valencia (ECHO)When Paramedics Become PatientsWho heals the healers when they fall?Aug 430Aug 430
Eira Valencia (ECHO)When the Ghosts of the Job Follow You HomeWhen the echoes of trauma never fade…Aug 213Aug 213
Eira Valencia (ECHO)What They See, What They Carry, What Keeps Them GoingLife on the Streets with a ParamedicJul 2711Jul 2711