1954-2005
The Meeting Of Star-Crossed Souls
It was the year 1987.
And then SHE walked in.
Her name was Nancy Turanski and, you could not have
The delivery was hard and painful but, Nancy was right
Nancy stood beside my bed stroking my hair and,
She was my mid-wife.....Soon to become my best friend.
A few months later I returned to the hospital
I searched and searched for months on end but, my
I had moved into an apartment complex where everyone knew everyone else.
We were discussing what we did for a living,
This was Nancy. The woman I had been searching for.
My search was now over. Finally she was here.
I was sitting drinking coffee with the woman I had
It all started with something
She said that she worked as a RN & mid-wife at
"Parkland Hospital!" I exclaimed.
We became best friends on that day and, we have been best friends everyday there after.
Click on the link below to read a lovely
The music that plays on this page
I was pregnant and alone when I went into labor.
At the hospital all the doctors and nurses were
extremely rude........
found a nurse or mid-wife as sweet, kind,
more caring, or one with a better bed side manner.
by my side the whole time comforting me and reassuring
me that everything would be alright.
After 8 hours and 45 minutes,
Robert Michael was born.
she was telling me that I had done well.
"You did a great job mommy" she said.
After the birth was over I asked Nancy to sign
my baby book and, I told her that she was the only
one who had been nice to me the whole day.
with an apple pie and, my son whom she delivered
to say thank you for being so kind......But she was gone.
effort was in vain.
One morning I was having coffee out on the community terrace when I met a woman and her boyfriend.
The woman seemed familiar to me but, I could not put my finger on where I knew her from.
We sat for awhile talking and drinking hazelnut coffee.
when she mentioned that she worked as a RN & mid-wife
at the same hospital where my son Robert was born.
It was at that moment that I realized where I had
seen this woman and, why she was so familiar to me.
been searching for. The woman that was so nice to me.
The woman who delivered my son.
like this:
Parkland Hospital.
"yes" she said.
"Did you ever sign a baby book?" I asked.
"I only signed one baby book
the whole time I worked there" she said.
I said "That was my baby book."
"You delivered my son Robert." I said.
"I have been searching for you for a whole year." I said.
poem written by my brother, Jack Jackson
and placed at this website in tribute to Nancy.
Click on the link below to see the
photogallery of this beautiful angel, Nancy.
is called 'My Immortal' by Evanescence.
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Lisa Morris and Curt Maher.
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