Kyle Murphy is my nephew. He was born 14 weeks premature in the summer of 1991. Kyle weighed 1.5 pounds. At this time, I stood at a crossroads in my career. School psychology no longer held my passion. I wanted to change lives! From day one, Kyle was a fighter. As he grew, various interventions were added to his schedule. One of these wonderful people was a speech-language pathologist.
My interest was peaked. I looked into a speech-language pathology program and before I knew it, I was taking my first coursework as a graduate student. I loved it!
Towards the end of my program, Kyle was diagnosed with cancer and left us. He was three and a half years old. I credit my career choice and happiness in it to Kyle. So, when I opened my practice, who better to name it after than the angel who brought me here.
- Loraine