An amazingly written heart-warming memoir, Yes, Again doesn't fail to wrench our hearts and tear up our eye corners every now and then. Recounting her journey of finding love(s), heartbreaks, losses, grief, perseverance, and pain, Yes, Again is more a tale of self-discovery and hope, rather than melancholy. Reading through Weissinger's path is a brilliant treat, and I loved every page of it.
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Gina and Jinet, fourth year medical students whose mother took in Tillie for me.
Puppies I had to leave behind.
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A typical village road in the area of Puerto Plata province, where each day we set up a clinic for the villagers.
An unusual venue for a "pop-up" clinic, the only one that wasn't a church or school – this one was a "discoteca."
Setting off for work on one of many rainy mornings. We had the option to go in trucks or walk if our destination was a nearby village. We waved to villagers and talked to them, before we arrived wet, muddy, and happy.
The church-turned-clinic where a three-pound puppy stole my heart.
