The World’s A Little Blurry: Bookmarks

I’ll talk about the moment when someone else’s dream reminded me of my own. I just came home from the laboratory. Earlier today, we held a simple farewell for one of our colleagues. For the past two years, he has worked alongside us in the laboratory, processing specimens, sharing night duties, and carrying the quiet

I’ve always thought that the world’s a little blurry.  We become Adults the moment we understand our parents’ sacrifices Growing up, I only ever saw my parents as parents. I never perceived them any other way. My mother was the one who reminded me to do my homework, go to bed early, and behave. My

I’ve always thought that the world’s a little blurry. Hope rarely shouts. It usually whispers, “Try one more time.” We often imagine hope as something loud. A miracle. An answered prayer. A breakthrough. A celebration. As a child, I thought hope looked like getting everything you prayed for. I believed that one day, life would

I always thought the world’s a little blurry.  The stories I tell myself every time I meet her. I was in the middle of processing laboratory tests for two emergency patients when my phone vibrated. It was my mother. She asked if I could attend the birthday celebration of one of our family friends later

I’ve Always Thought That the World’s a Little Blurry.  The best conversations often happen after the hardest days. There are conversations that happen because we have something to say. Then there are conversations that happen because we’ve finally run out of strength to pretend we’re okay. I’ve learned that the best conversations rarely happen during

The World’s a Little Blurry | 365 Reflections The World’s a Little Blurry 365 Reflections A collection of 365 reflections on stories, songs, films, places, and everyday moments that shaped the way I see the world—and made it a little brighter. Every day offers something worth remembering, even if we don’t notice it at first.

I’ve Always Thought That the World’s a Little Blurry.  Even Delayed Dreams Know the Way Home. We often think dreams have deadlines. Society tells us there is a right age to graduate, a right age to find success, a right age to build a career, fall in love, get married, or accomplish something meaningful. We

I’ve Always Thought That the World’s a Little Blurry There is courage in beginning again. We often celebrate finishing. We applaud graduations, promotions, victories, and milestones. We admire the people who reach the finish line, the ones who seem to have everything figured out. Rarely do we celebrate the person who chooses to start over.

I’ve always thought that the world’s a little blurry. Sometimes the smallest decisions shape the biggest chapters. We often imagine that life changes because of extraordinary moments. We wait for the grand opportunity, the miracle, the promotion, or the life-altering decision that will finally change everything. We think our biggest chapters begin with fireworks, dramatic

I’ve always thought that the world’s a little blurry. There are miracles that never make headlines. When I was younger, I imagined miracles the way Sunday school stories described them. They were extraordinary moments that interrupted the ordinary rhythm of life—the Red Sea splitting before Moses, fire falling from heaven, the blind receiving their sight,