Once a week, I pop between 3rd and 9th floors at the Sacred Heart NICU between the very needy babies and not-so-needy babies. To get to the 9th floor, I have to walk through a Bright Blue Hallway with butterflies hanging from the ceiling. Many butterflies are inscribed with special memorial messages and I read them each time I walk through. Today, there was a tiny little pink shoe on the window sill. I try not to read too much sorrow into that little shoe, but it's always a reminder that very few people WANT to be in a hospital...
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