Now for me the surprise was running into ICU nurse that was assigned to my son when he was there in that same ICU six years ago. (For a recap of my visit and my son’s medical journey click here.) I had not seen in her in five years and it a took a little while for her to have some kind of remembrance of me and she could not recall who my son was. I took no offense to this as I know she has probably seen hundreds of similar cases and patients in the past 5 years let alone her lifetime. I was just glad that I was able to express my gratitude toward her for the way she took care of my son. I even showed her a recent picture of my son, though she would not recognize him by any means, just to show that he is living a normal life. This brief interaction prodded an overwhelming sense of gratitude for not only her, but all who played a role in getting my son and wife & I through this.
In my line of work where I serve as a pastor in a church of over 2,500 people and I have had the privilege of being a part of individual’s and family’s defining moments of their life. Yet I would be lying if I said I can recall those moments with the same vividness as they do. Sometimes it takes a little of reminiscing on their part for memory to be jarred of the event.
However, there was a significant learning for me. “What may be routine to us in our vocational life, maybe a defining experience for others.” This prodded me to want to try to give my very best in all that I do because even I don’t remember it they will.

