Author Archives: Carol Bryant

About Carol Bryant

Hi. My name is Carol Bryant. I'm a transplanted New Yorker, living in the shadows of the Rocky Mountains. While it was skiing that initially drew me to Colorado, it's been the laid-back, outdoor lifestyle which has kept me here for nearly 30 years. I'm a writer, nurse, travel agent and mediocre tennis player. I began my writing career 20 years ago, writing essays and magazine articles. Recently, I completed my first manuscript and am currently seeking representation for this work. It's a memoir of my nursing career which spans two continents, forty years and some of the most intriguing characters who have ever entered a hospital. I’ve been told that if I ever hope to have my memoir published, I need to establish a platform – a following of readers who enjoy my writing. So, I am shamelessly asking for you to become part of that platform. I plan to blog on various topics that I find entertaining. If you are entertained, moved to cry or laugh out loud, then I have accomplished what I have set out to do. I feel as if I am taking that first, timid step out onto the frozen lake, hoping that the ice will hold me. It’s scary as hell but I’ll give it a go. After some of the things I have faced down in my 40 years of nursing, how bad can blogging be? It beats shaving scrotums.

AND THE PAINTED PONIES GO UP AND DOWN

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My daughter, Cassie, turns 30 today. As much as that is certainly a milestone worthy of celebrating, I will also be celebrating my own milestone today. March 1, 1985 was the day that I first stepped…

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BLUE BIRDS OVER THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER

via BLUE BIRDS OVER THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER BLUE BIRDS OVER THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER Posted on March 4, 2018 by Carol Bryant He was sitting in a well-worn recliner, head rolled back, dozing in the sunshine slanting … Continue reading

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BLUE BIRDS OVER THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER

He was sitting in a well-worn recliner, head rolled back, dozing in the sunshine slanting through the tall window. The room was standard institutional bland but he made it look almost classy with his dapper, baby blue sweater vest, pressed pants and shock … Continue reading

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CARPE DIEM

The room is dark.  The technician is polite… professional… distant. “Any history of cancer?” she asks. Cancer? God no. We’re looking for gallstones, right? Find the stones. Remove the stones. Easy peasy. Cancer? Why did she ask that? I lie … Continue reading

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I JUST NEVER KNEW

I never knew how much it hurts when your mother dies.  The nurse in me had always accepted that death is inevitable. No one lives forever. Everyone loses their parents eventually. It’s the na… Source: I JUST NEVER KNEW

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I JUST NEVER KNEW

I never knew how much it hurts when your mother dies.  The nurse in me had always accepted that death is inevitable. No one lives forever. Everyone loses their parents eventually. It’s the natural order of things.  Except when it is your mother … Continue reading

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WRITE NOW

Last year at this time,  I was lucky enough to still have my mother. A generous woman who remembered every birthday, every anniversary, with cards and gifts. I also had a lot of stuff. Too much stu… Source: WRITE NOW

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