Who am I? Good question.

I know who I used to be. I used to be an English major who loved to write, but then I became a wife, a mother, and every other job that goes along with that. I don't think I've written more than a grocery list in a very long time. I miss writing, miss the creativity that I used to have inside of me, and a good friend of mine invited me here and I'm hoping to let it all back out. Who knows...I just may find out the answer to that good question written above. Until then...

My passion is ...

my children

I know too much about ...

absolutely nothing

My parents always told me ...

I could be whatever I wanted to be

My childhood ambition ...

to be a country music star!

My favorite memory ...

family moments with my dad and my grandpa

Why I write ...

to dream, to remember, to laugh, to cry, to vent

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

too many to list

My first job ...

babysitting, grocery clerk

My best moment ...

every day is my best moment

My inspiration ...

my mom

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Friendship vs. love

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That Is Why He was always mad Because I was jealous. They were just friends. But he didn't understand That I knew that. He thought it was Because she was a girl, And I was afraid He'd love her instead. That wasn't true. They were best friends. Friendship...we never knew. That is why I was jealous. That's what was wrong. That is why... We're apart.

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