Keli Gwyn
One Word: Grateful

I’m grateful because I just signed the contract
for my second Love Inspired Historical!

Keli Signing Contract for LIH #2

James and Becky’s story takes place in 1871-72 in the
Gold Rush-era town of Diamond Springs, California.

This story is special to me, and I’m eager to share it with
my wonderful readers. The book will be dedicated to
my beloved mother-in-law, who lost her battle
with breast cancer back in 1997, leaving
a gaping hole in my heart.

Here’s a short blurb…

Desperate to escape false accusations, Becky Martin flees
Chicago and heads West to care for the ailing mother
of a reclusive apple grower who has no desire to
welcome a pretty, young nurse into his home.

The book doesn’t have an official title yet,
but it could be released early 2016.

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One Word: Relax

What are your favorite ways to relax?

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I like to take a nice hot bath before bed. Add some fragrant bath salts and a good book, and I’m transported to my happy place.

Reading while soaking relaxes me like nothing else. I eagerly anticipate my nightly ritual.

In fact, my tub and a certain story are calling my name right now. See ya!

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One Word: Baby

Isn’t anticipating a baby or a grandbaby fun?

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I remember well my excitement as my December 21, 1990 due date drew near.

Gwynly and I expected a Christmas baby, but our gal decided to take her time.

I finally went into labor shortly before midnight on New Year’s Eve.

We were living in Germany at the time. Since the Germans set off lots of fireworks to mark the arrival of the New Year, the drive to the German hospital in Nürnberg was memorable.

Bottle rockets whizzed into the sky. Cherry bombs burst all around us. Smoke filled the air. We felt as though we were traveling through a war zone.

By André Karwath aka Aka

By André Karwath aka Aka

By the time we arrived at the hospital, 1991 had made her appearance. We hoped our baby would soon do the same.

Alas, my contractions ceased, and the day passed s-l-o-w-l-y.

Things changed at around ten that night. Gwynly took one look at my monitors, recognized the signs that our baby was stressed and got a nurse.

The next hour flew by as the midwife examined me, made the call for an emergency Cesarean and sent for my doctor.

Two nurses wheeled me on my rolling bed down the deserted corridors of the hospital to the operating room. The clock read 11:21 p.m.

I asked the nurses in less-than-impressive German if they thought my baby would arrive on the first. They didn’t think so.

They were wrong.

Thanks to my doctor who lived not far from the hospital and made haste getting there, Adriana Kristine Gwyn was born at 11:39 p.m.

Keli holding Adri as a baby

We didn’t get our Christmas baby as we’d expected. Instead we were blessed with a New Year’s baby.

Our gal has always loved her special birthday, and so do Gwynly and I. It’s easy to remember: 1-1-91.

Adri, on left, with her friends in France

Adri (left) celebrating with her friends in France

This year Adri celebrated her 24th birthday over in Europe. Although it was our first without her, the day was enjoyable. I did get nostalgic a time or two…or twenty.


Do you know anyone who was a New Year’s baby?

Are there any holiday birthdays in your family?

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