Updated: Feb 25
I have been an independent person since I was a young child. I don’t recall ever asking my parents or anyone for the most basic needs. This personality stays with me all my life until one day in November 1999 when I first felt helpless in the hospital bed for days due to having Cesarean section for my one and only precious boy named Charlie. I was touched and grateful for the doctors and nurses who attended my need! They are indeed God sent.
Who are your heroes? Mine are the nurses, doctors who volunteer working in the war zones, military men and women, first responders and philanthropists. They could have chosen easier careers, but they choose the kind of work that requires a caring heart. Some sacrifice their lives to protect others. They do deserve golden medals and many grateful hearts.
As a writer, my sole purpose is to bring hope to the hopeless and peace to the chaos. May God bless them always! 🙏♥️
February 23, 2023