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Thundering Tuesday

Rainy day pic by author

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Hebrews 6:7
For ground that drinks the rain which often falls on it and brings forth vegetation useful to those for whose sake it is also tilled, receives a blessing from God;

Recently the south has been getting many showers of blessings. It has been raining now for several weeks. Saturday we had tornado warnings and were keeping watch in the event we needed to move our patients to safety. Thankfully we did not have to do that. There were however many reports of high winds and flooding in several areas.

My trees that were once laden with young fruits were relieved of their burden precipitously, to my eternal dismay. Each time I see the bulk of my future-ripened fruits on the ground rotting, I groan deep in my soul!

The consolation is that they will return to the soil as food.

Photo by Max Harlynking on Unsplash

Today, I am off work and it is pouring.

I’m sitting with the windows open wide and just basking in the sounds, smells and the texture of the rain.

I love rain, especially when I am not compelled to be out in it. Growing up in South America with a tin roof, the sound of raindrops were magnified as they fell on the metal roof creating a euphony of sounds broken only by the occasional bellow of thunder. I learned to associate that sound with a comforting melody that often lulled me into a siesta.

Though today I will not indulge in sleep as I watch the rain from my window. I prefer to see it as a cleansing of our earth from the past several months.

Per the CDC those fully vaccinated may shed their masks. Many have already done so.

I am honor bound to have mine while at work and I will wear mine outside of work for the foreseeable future until the vaccination percentage becomes higher.

What are your thoughts on the new mask-less directive?

I hope you all are keeping well.

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Chillaxin With The Kiddies

Due to a lot of rain, water from the lake covering the streets that we could drive over 1 week ago, a few of the trees are submerged as well.

Today I spent the better part of the day, acting a fool with my kids. It was so much fun!

I had for a while, been an overworked mother in an effort to (over) provide for their earthly needs as well as mine.

Last week I learned from my 2nd job that I could not take more than 80 PTO (paid time off) hours into April and scrambled to use some before I lost 50% of the 160+ hours I had accumulated.

It had been my plan at the time that I would take one month off this summer to return to South America with my family to relax. I had verbalized this desire to my boss many many times over the past year. I worked every holiday.

Myself (day shift house supervisor) and the night shift house supervisor kept the place running smoothly while upper management went every which way over the holidays and used up their PTO.

My supervisor, the director of nursing gave me her verbal approval and we had several conversations about me being out on vacation and finding coverage.

Well, about 4 days ago I received a text from my HR rep that I was not approved for my vacation and I needed to be at work for 03/19/2020 as usual. They were refusing to grant me any considerations for using my PTO, and my boss (a professed christian / pastor) needed to be on vacation on the last week of March, so both of us could not be out at the same time.

Denied that she had verbally approved my time off.

So I pondered the unfairness of it all and I resigned. I cannot in good stead work with a known liar, one who would throw me under the bus and this was not the first infraction to myself or other nurses / employees.

They still refused to pay me over 160+ hours of earned PTO.

I am leaving it all in God’s hands.

God knew I was tired, I felt so good today hanging out with the kids. It was a great day! Perhaps inadvertently God is saving me from some future ill … I prefer to see the glass as half-full.

Spent more time with the children, a blessing in disguise.

Be safe, be blessed.