I had no intentions of sitting down and writing a post over the weekend. UNTIL an unsolicited USPS piece of mail....

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24. As an RN and the mother of five (who lost my infant girl on Good Friday and buried her the day after Easter that year),

. . . I am humbly grateful to you, usaf-vet, for your eloquent way of putting words together with so much sensitivity, gentle kindness, and poignancy.

Soon after my precious baby Nicole Marie died, my marriage broke up. So, as a 31-year-old single mom of four, I wanted to know why my seemingly healthy baby died two days after her birth, with no explanation from the hospital staff. With absolutely zero high-school academic background, and working full time, I enrolled in nursing school — never expecting to be accepted. But I desperately wanted answers. I wanted know the real reason Nicole died.

I learned, all right. And it wasn’t pretty.

Since then, I went on to get a PhD in healthcare education and psychology, as well as attend law school. I started my own business and two nonprofits, doing public speaking, advocacy and activist work — and legislative candidate. On behalf of Nicole. I like to think someone I touched may be a little bit better off for my painful ordeal and follow-up efforts.

Now I use those many experiences to write medical-legal fiction thrillers, where I create images with words and produce characters from both the real-life good guys and especially the villains (with names changed to protect the guilty).

And that works for me.

Again, thank you, usaf-vet, for your inspirational wisdom.


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