Texts From my Daughter: the mouse
My darling daughter lives alone in a studio apartment. After working three 12hr shifts in ICU, she went home to sleep. And then woke up, sent me the attached screenshot, and informed me she was […]
My darling daughter lives alone in a studio apartment. After working three 12hr shifts in ICU, she went home to sleep. And then woke up, sent me the attached screenshot, and informed me she was […]
Natalie was nervous. She knew she shouldn’t be. She was out-going and friendly, always ready with a smile. She shined at social gatherings-the girl everyone seemed to gravitate to. A magnet that drew others to […]
Everything is horrible and nothing is goIn 2009, my daughter became ill with H1N1. It was a scary virus, because unlike the usual seasonal influenza, this bad boy was taking out people under the age […]
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