What if I told you that coffee was the answer to higher self esteem and life satisfaction?Ok, SAVORING coffee might be the answer.

Something goes wrong and we immediately get a pit in our stomachs. Our bodies react reflexively and the crazy story telling begins.

Over and over again I hear from nurses that they love the idea of caring for people but work is killing them. It's a terrible way to feel

I see nurses struggling with this on a daily basis. They want to do nursing but they don’t want to. It’s heartbreaking and understandable.

What if just showing up was enough? Not just enough for the patient, Not just enough for the employer, But enough for you?

Paralyzed by what if?" Is the storyline in your head always ending in bizarre tragedy? What if the worst case scenario wasn't a problem?

Do you ever just assume that no one would listen if you actually told them how you feel about work? Your frustrations, your exhaustion.

Do you ever feel like what you’re doing is futile? You try to give amazing care at work but the odds are stacked against you with too...

When is the last time you checked in with yourself? I mean, really sat down and evaluated how you are holding up?