: About Me

Yes, my name really is Serenity and it's taken me thirty years to comprehend the meaning behind my beautiful name.

I grew up in the Hill Country of Texas. I guess you could say that I still am...

I am the mother of two children: a beautiful daughter and a joy of a son.

I don't write for a living (though I would love to), I do live to write. It is the greatest joy and stress reliever I know.

I like to write about my experiences for they are what I know best.

I hope my readers can identify and truly enjoy!

My passion is ...

writing & being with my kids

I know too much about ...

breastfeeding/natural childbirth, thimbles, hunting/ranching, and procrastination

My parents always told me ...

to be openminded

My childhood ambition ...

to be a nurse or a movie star

My favorite memory ...

playing on the bedrocks along the Frio river

Why I write ...

to communicate who I am & what I've been through

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

The Four Agreements/no t.v./the radio Diva

My first job ...

sacking groceries

My best moment ...

any moment which gives me clarity

My inspiration ...

all those around me who offer guidance, support and friendship

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: As beautiful as they come

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There are many roses thought to be perfect in their form, grown as such in ideal conditions and nurtured with loving hands, given all it could ever need to grow into an object of beauty, to be selectively cut and taken to a place where all who looked upon it would sigh at it's breathtaking grace. This is hardly the case for every rose. It is possible to find one growing not in a greenhouse but between rocks and sand. It does not hold the same grace, nor appear as pleasing to the eye. For her roots are wild, just as the stems have grown crooked, struggling to reach the surface as she contin...

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