I am a hopeless romantic, a mother of five beautiful children, and a creative spirit. I love to dance and sing no matter what anyone else thinks of how well or poorly I do it at the time. I love to write short stories and poetry, and have been known on occation to draw.
I am ruled by my heart, my emotions lead me; which sometimes gets me into trouble, but most of the time lands me exactly where I need to be.
I was a babysitter and a nanny when I was a teen-ager, then became a preschool teacher for 8 years after having the first of my five children. I've gone to college to earn my "Early Childhood Specialist" diploma, graduating with honors and on the deans list. Since I hated high school, I am very proud of myself for doing so well in college.
My life's goal is to be the world's oldest living woman, having time to share time and stories with my great-great-great grand children some day.

My passion is ...

My family

I know too much about ...

kids

My parents always told me ...

that the world was not ready for someone like me

My childhood ambition ...

to be a wife, a mother, a teacher, and a writer

My favorite memory ...

my children being born

Why I write ...

because it is a part of who I am

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

my children as they grow and learn

My first job ...

was sand-blasting auto parts for my neighbor "The Clutch Doctor"

My best moment ...

the feeling I get from helping others

My inspiration ...

my children, and love

Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: Fear of love

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I am afraid of that which I have wanted most my entire life, love. Throughout the years I have put myself out there, taken chances, risks; I have gotten hurt, and now I am afraid of love. I am afraid of happiness.

I am engaged to a wonderful man, yet I find myself feeling the uncontrolable urge to pull away. I find so many reasons to rationalize my fears, to justify my feelings... these are excuses I use to rationalize the irrational.

When I am honest with myself I can see the truth. My childhood sucked and I wasn't given the nurturing, love, or attention required to provide me with t...

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