My name really isn't Molly and I'm really not a canine. Molly was my best friend Golden Retriever. I'm using her name so I can write about things and remain anonymous.
I'm a Registered Nurse living in a very beautiful part of the US. I work at an inner-city community clinic which serves the poorest of the poor; homeless, sick, uneducated, immigrants, etc. They are sometimes a difficult population but if clinics like ours were not available, they would not get medical care. While some of my stories are sad and difficult, I do have a sense of humor about a lot of it. Partly, it's my personality and partly because one has to in order to survive there. The pay is crappy, the work conditions aren't great but I feel dedicated to this population. My patients teach me everyday.
I've got two amazing grown kids who are my best accomplishment. I'm divorced after a long marriage. I've been told I should write a book about my dating experiences. Believe me, some of them are quite entertaining. I'm still holding out hope that I'll meet the man with whom I want to spend the rest of my life.