Life Is Short (No Pun Intended): Love, Laughter, and Learning to Enjoy Every Moment
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From the beloved stars of TLC’s The Little Couple comes an uplifting and moving behind-the-scenes account of how the pair met, fell in love, and overcame huge obstacles to become successful professionals and parents.
Jennifer Arnold and Bill Klein have inspired millions as stars of TLC’s hit show The Little Couple. Though they both have dwarfism, they have knocked down every obstacle they have encountered together with a positive, can-do attitude. The show has featured the lives of Jennifer (a respected neonatologist) and Bill (a successful entrepreneur) from their marriage in 2009, to the launch of their pet shop, to the adoption of their children, to Jen’s overcoming cancer.
Now, for the first time Jen and Bill are letting readers into their private lives with behind-the-scenes, never-before-told stories about how they fell in love, what inspires them, and the passions that drive their success. They will open up about their struggles with cancer, infertility, adoption, and simply living life in a challenging world.
Jen and Bill have a simple purpose in life: make the world a better place through encouragement and education. A must-have for fans of the show or anyone who has ever faced a difficult obstacle, Life Is Short (No Pun Intended) gives readers a glance at what inspires these positive people to approach life with such optimism and share their lives with the public every day.
wasn’t cool enough to hang out with them anymore plagued me. I confronted them about dropping me, and they confirmed they had been doing things together. They weren’t even particularly mean to me, but they were steadfast that they were fine with the new “twosome” arrangement, and I was out. It was too hard to think about why things had changed. I had many theories, but none that eased the pain. My leading theory was that because they were starting to get interested in boys, I must not have been
Also, Chetna, my best friend, was going to be there, and we had agreed to be roommates, so I wouldn’t have to start off with no friends. The beauty of having Chetna as my roommate was that she already knew the campus. She had spent her senior year at the University of Miami as part of a special dual study program that enabled her to earn credits as a high school senior and a college freshman at the same time. Technically, she was still a member of our senior class at Bishop Moore and took part in
imagine leaving them on the other side of the world. Bill couldn’t leave, as Zoey still had to finish up her adoption and secure her visa. If I left, I wanted to take Will with me so that Bill would only need to concentrate on one child, but again, he pointed out that, heaven forbid, if something happened to me en route back to the U.S., who would take care of Will? He was right. So, after much deliberation, we agreed I needed to go home and seek medical attention. I gave Bill my power of
correct the irregular growth of the lower limbs. First memories are always a bit suspect, because there is always a possibility that the memory is just created from overhearing someone else’s story. But this was not the case with my first memory. I was three years old, and I woke up in the operating room. I remember the lighting, the smells, the sounds, and the movements of the scene. I remember the bright, absolute white lights, the way I was lying on the operating table, and the crowd of
in the summer, and blouses, pants or jeans, sweaters, and heavy coats in the winter. She was particularly fond of her coats. My father was in great physical shape in his younger years. He worked hard and kept up his appearance. His hair changed with the fashion of the times, and I followed his lead with things like how to part mine. However, when he went with the then-stylish perm, I elected to abstain even if it meant I was “uncool.” Both my parents raised the kids, but my father was the