I’m part-time on paper, not to my students

The humble rituals that shape love

I didn’t expect to leave the plastic surgeon’s office with my confidence and my perspective changed.

What I learned from a military man who loved life, marching with a kind-heart and a tuneless whistle

Teenagers, trash bags of weed, and the unlikely road to critical care.

Contentment in the ordinary.

Finding magic in the midst of Exam Season.

Surviving in the ‘Mansion’ of Pearson, Wisconsin

Collapse and emergence exist in professional spaces, even when nobody speaks of them.