Picture it: Roanoke Memorial Hospital. May 9th 1981. It’s a Tuesday morning in the Southwestern Virginia valley town. A 19 year old holds her baby girl for the first time, after three days of agonizing, exhausting, medically hindered and then “vacuum-assisted” delivery of the 9 pound, 15 ounce bundle. A ray of sunlight falls onContinue reading “Just Like My Mother, After All.”
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I figured out what book I most need to write today.
42 years ago right now, 699 miles north of my current home, my 19 year old mother labored for me in the same hospital in which her mother had delivered her: Roanoke Memorial Hospital in Roanoke, Virginia. I wondered if her sister was there, if her mother was. I’ve given birth; now I want toContinue reading “I figured out what book I most need to write today.”
Adventures of an Earthborn Alien 