You know that feeling you get when it's almost your birthday? The giddy, childlike anticipation for the moment you will blow out your candles, surrounded by your closest friends and family, and bask in the celebration of you? Yeah, not me. I have hated my birthday for as long as I can remember. Cake and…
Author: carolinebroadbent
A Man Named Steven
It's been a while, so allow me to catch you up before we get to the good stuff. I have always been drawn to intensity. Save the shallows for someone else... I'll be deep diving. Knowing this about myself made healthcare look like an attractive career: walking with people through the darkest valleys and holding…
Right Place, Right Time
I've always felt like disaster follows me around. Or maybe I follow it. Either way, our paths collide far more frequently than I should be comfortable with. If I'm honest, I know it's not coincidence. If we're cutting to the chase here, it's pretty simple- these chance encounters are pain attempting to become purpose. My…
It’s not Terminal
I haven't put pen to paper (or I guess fingers to keyboard) in a really long time. Like, really long. I'm not even sure if these words will ever make it past the draft folder of my computer... but here we are. And truth be told, I am only brought back to this page now…
A Seat at the Table
"Come on girl, there's a seat at the table." "I have found my people, and there's room at our table!" I know you've heard it. People with the best intentions (or maybe not) throw this phrase around to imply inclusivity. I guess it's meant to motivate, encourage, or make the person saying it sound more…




