When I was a 12-year-old, my mother, a registered nurse at a local hospital, came home with a knot on her head and very distressed.
She had fainted during a delivery of a baby, to an elementary school girl.
She was a veteran but said it “tore the child apart”
So f@ck you, Laura.
It was 31 years ago today that Steve asked, and I said “Yes!”. We were soulmates, best friends, and worked together on a mission of wildlife conservation. Best of all we had lots of fun!