As an all around lover of animals, my mother will absolutely cry over her pets» illnesses and deaths, before she would ever shed
a tear over a human being.
Not exact matches
«Therefore the Church gives thanks for each and every woman: for mothers, for sisters, for wives; for women consecrated to God in virginity; for women dedicated to the many
human beings who await the gratuitous love of another person; for women who watch
over the
human persons in the family, which
is the fundamental sign of the
human community; for women who work professionally, and who at times
are burdened by a great social responsibility; for «perfect» women and for «weak» women - for all women as they have come forth from the heart of God in all the beauty and richness of their femininity; as they have
been embraced by his eternal love; as, together with men, they
are pilgrims on this earth, which
is the temporal «homeland» of all people and
is transformed sometimesinto a «valley of
tears»; as they assume, together with men, a common responsibility for the destiny of humanity according to daily necessities and according to that definitive destiny which the
human family has in God himself, in the bosom of the ineffable Trinity.»
God
is a
tear of love, shed in the deepest concealment
over human misery.
I swore that there would
be a small alien
tearing its way out of my stomach in about 8 to 12 hours, only after it had taken
over my thoughts and found my
human body
was no longer needed.
The time I spend with my patients, the ways I get to know them, the blood, sweat,
tears, and not to mention mountains of debt that I've accrued
over the years just to do this calling, this horrible calling that overworks me, underpays me, and leaves me with more stress and a shorter lifespan
is all turned into some nebulous evil doctor woo woo that completely disregards me (and not to mention my patients who you seem to view as bleating sheep) as a professional and as a
human being.
For me, it went like this: I fought traffic and
tears, held it together long enough to hand my perfect
human over to a group of strangers (whom I'd later learn
are actually angels sent from God himself), and then just had the.
Thank them graciously and then explain that currently you
are a puddle of breastmilk and
tears and that you would love to invite them
over when you have solidified into a gelatin mold of a
human again.
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