A Work of Heart
I had the privilege of growing up with my very own registered nurse living on the next floor up. When my belly ached, fever spiked, or nose bled (neighbors’ driveway, ice thick as a brick, …
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I had the privilege of growing up with my very own registered nurse living on the next floor up. When my belly ached, fever spiked, or nose bled (neighbors’ driveway, ice thick as a brick, …
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