: About Me

I'm the mother of four children, and I've been married for 9 years. I live in South Florida, three miles from the Atlantic coastline. I am also a real estate sales associate, and an aspiring entrepenuer. I love to throw full scale parties. Generally, I try not to do the same thing twice. I like to change it up, I get bored easily.

I consider myself a realist idealist, which may sound like a contradiction. By this I mean that, despite the harsh realities of life, I truly believe that ideal circumstances can be attained through a positive thought process, and a sprinkle of dreams.

This is my first experience in writing, besides highschool. I look forward to sharpening up my pencil, and reading your stuff. Have it Good!

My passion is ...

cooking writing dancing

I know too much about ...

cleaning up and changing diapers

My parents always told me ...

they were too busy

My childhood ambition ...

to be a chef, writer, dancer or psycologist

My favorite memory ...

the birth of my first child

Why I write ...

I need an outlet

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

I don't read/ I watch Good Eats& Space Shows on the learning channel/ Listen to Ambient Dance, Rock, Hip-hop& pretty much everything but country music

My first job ...

Serving food, I was 16

My best moment ...

I can't think of just one, but rollercoasters are involved in some.

My inspiration ...

The everyday, the taumatic, the funny things that happen around me.

Creative Writing > Memoirs Good-bye: True gardening stories relating to love, life and gardening

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In The Garden of Life It was a Saturday evening, and our children were all tucked away safely in there beds. My husband and I had just retired ourselves, as the cool sheets wrapped around me and my back settled into relaxation, my mind was free to reflect on the events of the day. My Grandfather had been admitted into hospice, I was told that this is what he wants. He is letting go. Earlier that day, when I received the phone call I was too busy for it to really sink in. The thought that I would never see Grandpa again was actually far from my mind, even though he was very ill with cancer....

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