A traumatic medical emergency and subsequent near-death experience combine to transform the life of author Peg Abernathy in The Self-Full Life: A True Story That Will Help Your Soul Remember. These and other spiritually moving moments are weaved into a powerful personal odyssey of life, death, and rebirth. ...I found myself alone, and I lay there as my body was being ravaged. I remember staring at the clock on the wall. 11:45 P.M., 11:46 P.M., 11:47 P.M. Where was everybody? "Help me!" I whispered. All of a sudden, the thought of death passed through my body and I began to hear a low hum and then a soft roaring sound. I heard bells go off and I rolled over and grabbed the bars on the side of the hospital bed. My eyes were wide open but I could no longer see. All I could hear was the escalating roaring sound and distant voices. And I knew I was dying. I stopped fighting. I was going home.
Come to west Texas and meet Napoleon, a fine handsome rooster and Marigold, a pretty golden colored hen as they raise their family on a small farm near Abernathy, Texas. The interactions of the chicks, with different animals on the farm, are serious, sometimes comical and maybe even dangerous. Napoleon meets the challenges head on as he and Marigold educate, protect and hold their little family together. Peg Davis is a fulltime writer after retiring from 35 years of teaching health, physical education and coaching cross country and track in the Lubbock ISD. Ms. Davis' stories are inspired by her childhood of living on a farm and she is currently writing her third book in the series of Napoleon and Marigold's adventures. She lives in Lubbock, Texas and enjoys traveling, reading, sewing and writing. Publisher's website: http: //www.strategicbookgroup.com Book Website: http: //www.eloquentbooks.com/NapoleonAndMarigold.ht
A traumatic medical emergency and subsequent near-death experience combine to transform the life of author Peg Abernathy in The Self-Full Life: A True Story That Will Help Your Soul Remember. These and other spiritually moving moments are weaved into a powerful personal odyssey of life, death, and rebirth. ...I found myself alone, and I lay there as my body was being ravaged. I remember staring at the clock on the wall. 11:45 P.M., 11:46 P.M., 11:47 P.M. Where was everybody? "Help me!" I whispered. All of a sudden, the thought of death passed through my body and I began to hear a low hum and then a soft roaring sound. I heard bells go off and I rolled over and grabbed the bars on the side of the hospital bed. My eyes were wide open but I could no longer see. All I could hear was the escalating roaring sound and distant voices. And I knew I was dying. I stopped fighting. I was going home.
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