36 Hours with an Angel

In January 1984, I endured a sorrow deeper than my worst nightmares and fears. After experiencing two miscarriages, several surgeries, and an enormous amount of emotional disappointment trying to have children, I saw my newborn son's life slip away from me after only 36 hours on this earth.

As the sorrow and loss began to surround me, I struggled to survive, as any mother would. It didn't matter th...