I grew up in a small town in Michigan where we spoke as much German as English. I always wanted to be in medicine and got my wish at the University of Michigan School of Nursing. World War II had me in uniform helping those recover who suffered from war trauma. I always loved Dr. Bob, and we were married in the mid 1940s. He took me to Seattle where we had five sons - one right after another. His early death forced a major change in my life. I worked for many years in the hospital as the coordinator of volunteers. But I was bitten badly by the travel bug. For years I led tours all over the world. There are too many countries to count. I watched my boys grow- watched them lead divergent lives - accepted who they were without rancor. I aged without regrets. I accepted the life I was given. Losing my oldest son was almost as hard as losing my husband.
I wait in peace.
God has always been part of my life, and still is.
~ Composed by Helen C. Pommerening ~
