There is more to this story that makes it even more eery, like it was written in the stars all along. My horoscope said I would receive shocking news that day. I told my husband and he poo-pooed me, but after the news came he said he'd never doubt my horoscope again. Well, I should hope not! And Merry Christmas to me!
Update: I learned just a few days later that Dr. Nancy Grace Roman died on Christmas Day, at the age of 93. There will be a memorial service held for her which I hope to attend.
But there is one last bit I don't want to forget. The agent, Mary Cummings, of Betsy Amster Literary Enterprise, whom I have since signed with, asked me to get the answers to two more questions from Nancy Grace for the revision. I e-mailed Dr. Roman and received an answer to one, but never for the other. I was still hoping to get an answer when I learned of her death. But I think it is completely marvelous that in the last response I got from her, just before her death, she spoke of the beauty of the pictures the Hubble was sending back to us. She included a beautiful description about how very old stars shed their atmospheres and how these were some of her favorite pictures. I will be blessed to be able to include that description in my book.