So this is me, right? An angel floating serenely in a celestial field of color, blissing out on the heavenly new-agey music I'm making on the trumpet I borrowed from ole Gabe. Uh...'fraid not. First of all, I never sang or played a note of music on key in my life! Just ask my husband! And if I could you'd better believe it would be a lot more kickass type tunes than ever came out of Gabe's trumpet before. Second of all...How boring!
Now this is more like it. Give me a little earthy gravity, the wind in my face, the sun on my back, and the warm Acapulco beach below me as I scream my fool head off (off key) parasailing! Now that's what I call Heaven! And if you know anything about me, that's how you should picture this angel when she flies.

But enough about me. What am I saying? This page is all about me. That is my name up there, isn't it? Okay, so maybe you want to know even more about me. That's what the little icons are for. Click on one of those buttons and you'll find a few things to laugh about, cry about...pretty much the whole gamut of human emotions.

Or if you want to explore the nutritional part of the site, just scroll down to one of those cute little icons and you'll find everything from soup to nuts (it is a nutritional site after all) on HIV/AIDS nutrition.


(This is the page you're looking at now.)





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That's right...I am alive and well in cyberspace. But why? Well, for starters, did you notice those dates up there? 1947 to 1998...what a limiting concept. I had to put the kabosh on that idea. Like time and space can define someone. Ridiculous. And I'm back because Heaven, it turns out, was just a little too dull and boring for me. You know, hanging out all day, catching rays, margarita in hand... It's a health food up there! Talk about Upside Down Nutrition! (That's one of my published articles which, by the way, you can also find by visiting Jennifer's Picnic Basket, under Nutrition Power Headquarters.) Not to mention that up here (by the way, Heaven isn't "up" anywhere; that's just how you think of it), THEY want you to wear these god-awful (no diss pun intended there, BIG GUY) bulky angel wings. Angel First Class, si... Wings made of feathers (ha-choo), no! And wear one of those round halo things on my delicately coifed hair? Sorry, I'd been having a bad enough hair day as it was. But most importantly, I'm back because I got a hankering for some quality time with my earthbound friends. And you're all my friends, you know that, don't you? So I volunteered (as in, twisting Gabriel's wing) to parasail on down for this special assignment. You've gotta be pro-active, can't let THEM boss you around. Like I used to tell you, my beloved readers and clients, make sure your medical team knows that you are the boss in your own recovery. They're just advisors. (You should've seen the look on Gabriel's face when I told THEM that. He looked like he'd seen a ghost!)

[By the way, if you don't know who in Heaven's name I am, where I came from or what I'm talking about, just hang out here for a while. HINT: In my previous incarnation I was a specialist in nutrition for people with HIV/AIDS, and to a lesser degree, cancer and other serious medical conditions. Visit some of the other pages on this site and you'll get the gist.]

So, here's the deal. I just love writing for you guys! I can't let a little thing like physical death get in the way. Problem is, it's a little hard to type without those handy little fingers you all have. Not having a body anymore can be a bit of a drawback. So I'm having to rely on the nimble fingers of my beloved husband, Ken. (Not the first time, I might add!) Anyway, for starters, we've put up a representative sample of my previously published articles so you can access some of the information I've already put out there in that old-fashioned, but tried-and-true, print media. And if you have questions, there is a Virtual Faculty to answer them for you, because, as you might expect, I'm not going to be available "on demand" for answers. (The deal I made with THE FOLKS UPSTAIRS only allows me to visit cyber land once in a while. Just exactly how long is an eon, anyway?) The Virtual Faculty is made up of colleagues of mine, who do have fingers to type with by the way, experts in HIV nutrition who have volunteered out of the largesse of their respective hearts to respond to your questions. And there's a few other goodies on this site. Like the beautiful tributes some of you said and wrote about me after my bodily demise. You really touched my heart. But it's not all tears here. There's some amusing pix, for instance, on the Curriculum Vitae and Then Some page, and a whole bunch of funny, sad, and educational stuff scattered here, there, and everywhere. And there's a Guestbook to let me know you've been here. I'll be making a list and checking it twice, so sign in! Then as time (weird concept, that finite "time" thing) goes on, we may discover other things to put on this site and other ways to interact with you. It's a work in progress. Like, as it turns out, everything!

I hope you enjoy this site. I'm doing this 'cause I love you! And I'm doing this 'cause you love me too! You see, from my vantage point, I can see a lot now. I can see that LOVE really does make the world go 'round, for one thing. And it also makes cyberspace turn in on itself, round and round, like a Mobius strip, like a double helix, like a couple of lovers twirling on the dance floor to the music of the spheres... forever...and ever...and ever...and ever.........


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