Vietnam Nurses Memorial



People sometimes talk about the conflict of having women on the front lines. Little do they realize, as this memorial is proof of, women have been on the front lines for centuries. They have been following the front lines as healers and camp mates since ancient times. A civilization cannot survive without its women.

This image is extremely powerful.  It shows one female nurse looking up, her right hand extended back. Is she looking up in hope of rescue/help, calling out? Is she protected those behind her, defiant of the danger around her? Is she providing the other nurse comfort and strength? The second female nurse is very present and attentive to her patient.  She has a calm, focused look. She cradles him with care and strength while providing pressure to his wound. She is the calm in the storm around her; competent, calm, cool, collected, and compassionate.  You may not notice but the male soldier is blindfolded. He is totally reliant on these guardian angels around him. 

If you look around the corner of the statue you would find a third nurse.  On her knees, holding the male soldier's helmet, this nurse is the personification of humanity's reaction to war.  The confusion and grief on her face is the outward expression of the internal turmoil that must come from what the nurses of the Vietnam War must have experienced.


While most nurses will never need to experience the horrors that those men and women faced, today we need to remember how to be like those who paved the way for the rest of us, a guardian, an angel, and human.

"Begin at the beginning," the King said, very gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop”


"Who are you?" asked the Caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation.
Alice replied, rather shyly, 
'I — I hardly know, sir, just at present — 
at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, 
but I think I must have been changed several times since then.'
'What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar sternly.
 'Explain yourself!'
'I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir' said Alice, 
'because I'm not myself, you see.'
'I don't see,' said the Caterpillar.
'I'm afraid I can't put it more clearly,' Alice replied very politely, 
'for I can't understand it myself to begin with; 
and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.'
- Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

I have come to the realization that I can't explain who I am if I don't know who I am. So this is the beginning of the story. Soon I will be 39 and I will spend the last year of my third decade exploring and focusing on who and what I am. Here are some key things that I am going to be doing/changing/focusing on:


  • Therapy
  • Daughter
  • Health
  • Self Image
  • Spirituality
  • Relationships
  • Biggest Loser (at work)