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Miche G Hill

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Miche G Hill

I am a mother of three children, my first born was born with a birth defect called Spina Bifida. She was born <br /> July 11th 1983. She was a sick little one, but at the time my husband and I&nbsp;thought she was the best thing ever and she was our Miracle Baby. She wasn't suppose to survive her birth according to the doctor's. She proved them wrong. God wanted her here she had a mission to complete and she did. My baby Nicole passed away in October of 2006 at the young age of 23. At 21 she had made a list of goals and in a 6 week period she succeeded in completing her 1st two. Moving out on her own and getting herself a job. In&nbsp; the 1st week of September she moved out, the following week she found herself a job.Her personal care attendant helped her out each day. But she did a lot on her own. She passed away on&nbsp;October 30th 2006 in a fire in her apartment.&nbsp;I miss her everyday.<br /> <br /> I now have my two other children, my daughter Kaytie, 22 and my son Dan, 16....they are my world and I would do anything for them. My fear now, is loosing one of them.<br /> <br /> I am a Medical Laboratory Technician and a Licensed Massage Therapist. The latter I completed in 2008. I love this career so very much and my goal in the near future is to practice Oncology Massage. I am now Certified in that modality.&nbsp; I love the ocean, walking the beach, nature,&nbsp;photography and taking my two great nephews out for fun.&nbsp;One other goal i do have is to start writing. I am hoping I can achieve this here.

Stories by Miche G Hill

Six Years....2012 Another year has passed and it still feels like yesterday. I can smile and laugh and enjoy...
Walking on the beach today The wind is in my face. It gives Me such a chill. The sun keeps Me warm though, along With my hood. The waves they sound...
October used to be a fun month, it has now become one I do not look forward to. October is the month of our wedding anniversary, Halloween, and it...
Early morning, how divine I hear the birds sing, communicating between the trees, Come here, come here. The sun has risen, it shines low among the...
Why do they have to grow up? Our little miracles, our happiness, our life. They start out so innocent and needy. Then slowly experience...
I wonder what you’re doing, my oldest child of mine. Are you watching over me from the heavens above? Why is it that I miss you so? When I...
I have many memories of my dad, Peter J. Garden. He had many special qualities: he was loving, compassionate, funny, and extremely intelligent. Dad...