Hi! My name is Jessica. Thanks for stopping by.

I am happily married to the Hero of my dreams, an Active Duty Army SFC in Ft. Gordon, GA. He keeps my heart and has now for almost 18 years.

I have three beautiful teenagers. My oldest boy graduated 2007 and lives in Nashville, TN. My middle boy graduated May 2008. My baby girl will graduate in Spring of 2010.

We were stationed in Fort Bragg, NC for almost 10 years. My husband has been deployed to Iraq and Korea.

My Momma is retired teacher, my Dad is an attorney for the great state of Kentucky. I have two younger brothers and one sister. My sister is currently in Japan with her wonderful husband. I am a PROUD Aunt to 8.

I am a certified AFTB teacher and have won the Iron Mike Volunteer Award. I like public speaking, was in on the Speech Team with the schools I attended and was active in the theater department from stage creation to acting.

I have 6 beautiful cats, most found abandoned or discarded. I have a sheltie who thinks herself a cat. One of my pet peeves is for people to dump or abandon animals. It really makes me mad and breaks my heart.

I am a poet and a writer. I have published several poems, several articles, and a play.

My passion is ...

Life! It's such a gift!

I know too much about ...

the Military Life!

My parents always told me ...

I could do anything I wanted to do and do it well.

My childhood ambition ...

to have a family, cats, and a house. So, I do. To be happy! :}

My favorite memory ...

My Meme. She was wonderful. My maternal Grandmother.

Why I write ...

because I am suppose to.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Grey's Anatomy, House, Heroes, My Name is Earl, Psych, Burn Notice, Army Wives, The Closer, Saving Grace, and MORE! LOL I know! Total TV Buff! .

My first job ...

in high school~ McD's in the Kentucky Oaks Mall.

My best moment ...

I've had many. When I married my honey. When I became a mother.

My inspiration ...

My family. My friends. Life. My Mom. My Sweet Sister! Everything.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Advice for new moms

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Listen
Listen to how he breathes
When he slumbers in quiet twilight
Your newborn bundle that your eyes fiercely eat
The one you stare at in those hushed moments
.
Memorize
His tiny face
Each spot of plump, soft flesh and
Fold of his chubby wrist or knee
.
Smell
The top of his fragile head
Get lost inside the special fragrance, borne of
Baby powder, lilac lotion, and mother's milk
.
Kiss
Lingering in awe
Each little toe or velveteen digit
A million times in a studious grace
.
Touch
Ever so gentle, the flawless skin
Running your hand Slow
Over his bare Peac...

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