The nameless mailboxes
The mailboxes at Rush University Medical Center, where I spent the past 12 weeks as a chaplain intern, have been stripped of our names as we leave and a new group of interns prepare to begin their 12 weeks after the first of the new year.
It was startling to see our names gone from the mailbox, but it was one more learning for me from these 12 weeks. We are visitors in the "roles" we assume in life. And ultimately, we are visitors in this life, here for a long time, some of us, and very brief times, others of us.
All good.