The Beautiful Hospice Nurse
Sep 2, 2018 · 1 min read

That Beautiful Hospice Nurse. She often stumbled and even fell. Her wounds were many. Some you could see. Others were deep. Then there were the scars.
She smiled wholeheartedly when any comments were made. “I was made for this vocation,” she would say. “Yes sir! forged and tempered like a precision tool, to cut through the ugliness of death to find and love the human-being it is trying to conquer.

