Moment of Truth

Holly sat in the doctor’s examining room waiting for the results of the tests. She was the picture of health with her shining blonde hair flowing just over her shoulders; her eyes with that glow that begins somewhere deep inside; her skin a shade darker than normal after her trip to the beach.

“I’m fine,” her brain repeated over and over as if that would make it so. She wouldn’t have bothered the doctor at all except Jim insisted. He was such a worrier.

Her heart skipped a beat as the door swing open and the moment she looked into her eyes, Holly knew.

 

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Author: Pamela K. Young

I have not only lived many chapters in one life, but many lives in one body. The person I am today is far wiser than the me of young adulthood. My life is like your life with its ebb and flow. We are all connected in some way. I am a wife, mother, and grandmother, but what makes me, well, me is the way I wife, mother, and grandmother. I am a liver transplant survivor. Whatever devastation you have survived, we survived in our individual ways. I create with words and photos. I am a writer and photographer.

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