Before you called her a Hero...

It is in it's own way funny, how people look at Healthcare workers now, with Covid 19 around, and finally see the Hero's they truly are. For all the other years before this, they were just healthcare workers, nurses, nurses aides, a EMT, a physician. Some look at physicians and hope for Miracle workers , others may call them the "God's in white" and then others just look at them as a normal person. I have friends who are nurses, friends who are EMT's , even a friend who is a doctor.

Have you ever been to the hospital for yourself, or a loved one, maybe even in their final moments and seen the care and compassion they give everyday, even way before Covid 19 ? Have you never ever then thought what kind of amazing, incredibly caring, loving people they are? That they were and are Hero's every day not just today , not just in the predicament we are all in dealing with a unknown deathly virus.

About 12 years and 2 month ago, I had one of these Hero's care for me. An angel that walked the floors of a hospital ward. Just "another nurse" in the eyes of many but she was so much more. She was compassionate, caring, kind. She was there in the darkest hour a mom can face. The hour when your child is born sleeping and the horror and sorrow , the dark hole you fall into and no one can take away the pain. She was the one who bathed him, who dressed him, who swaddled him, who brought him to us and laid him in my arms. She was there to manage the physical pain and to hold a hand. She is the one who made a memory box for him. Who placed little things in there for me to bring home since I was going to go home with empty arms but I wouldn't be going home empty handed. She put love and care into this box. Little things, such as a lock of hair, the outfit some one else had knitted for baby's that were born sleeping. She did so much and after the pain subsisted just enough to grasp all that she had done for me, I just felt a huge load of gratefulness for this human, this one Nurse, this Hero!