: About Me

My name is Amber and I am twenty seven years old. I am a military wife and mother of two boys, Christian and my youngest Aidan who was diagnosed with a muscle disease when he was 6 months old. I spend most of my time caring for my children, as well as working as a writer and virtual assistant for my current employer who has been wonderful to work for. I also  enjoy photography, crafts, music, cars and a little bit of everything. We lived in Delaware from 2002 to 2006 and now reside back in Ohio. It sure is good to be home again.

I've learned to deal with things as they come, as I've been through a few shady spots in my life. The hardest was being told I would never have children after having a miscarriage due to a tubal pregnancy. These hard times were actually part of my inspiration for writing these past few years. All in all I've been writing for 20 years, but it seems as if the older I get, the more I truly have to write about, and the more my writing comes to life. Most of which is due to my family, and the things we've been through together.

I like to think I'm a great wife and mother, and I love being both, more than anything in the world. You haven't truly lived until you've had a child. There's nothing better in the world.

My passion is ...

My Family

I know too much about ...

Everything..or so they say that I think I do

My parents always told me ...

go to college, make something of yourself

My childhood ambition ...

to be an artist

My favorite memory ...

sewing grass seed with my father when I was 4 yrs old

Why I write ...

because it's apart of who I am

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

comedy show/computer/my son being loud

My first job ...

was at the local bowling alley

My best moment ...

the day my son was born

My inspiration ...

lifes lessons, my husband, my son, family, and friends

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The time is now

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-MY DEMISE- The sickness inside eats at me What was human now is gone Now an empty shell is what you see I sit waiting for a new dawn The worry that lays on my shoulders Is the worry that kills me inside Loves flame is now but a smolder Would you notice if tomorrow I died My tears lasted only briefly Then I realized I was alone I decided to bow out peacefully When this sickness made me it's home So now I sit here waiting in silence Waiting for my time to die Sometimes I wish for this violence Believing just maybe, you would at least try So now that you know my fate I can see it in your eye...

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