I am a woman raised in the desert, now living by the ocean. I love the smell of creosote after it rains. I am in awe of my many blessings, and wonder if someone in my ancestry did something really great to afford me this good karma.

My husband of fifteen years does all he can to take care of me, and my two children are growing up to be quite interesting and loving individuals. I teach them at home because, frankly, I enjoy their company.

I am a recovering software engineer. All the math and science courses I took to attain a systems engineering degree have served me more while teaching my children these last seven years than they ever did during my dozen years in the field.

My interests include exploring the human condition, the mind-body connection, nutrition and alternative medicine, personal growth, and spirituality. I am still in the learning phase of these interests, but every now and again I find that I too have something to contribute.

I love words, and appreciate a writer who puts them together in fresh ways. I love grammar, particularly obscure rules forgotten in our modern language. Creative expression is what makes life worth living. Writing makes my heart vibrate high.

My passion is ...

Writing. Creating. Teaching.

I know too much about ...

One particular sci-fi show.

My parents always told me ...

This too shall pass. (Keep the hope.)

My childhood ambition ...

I wanted to be Indiana Jones.

My favorite memory ...

Attached to scents...freshly-mown grass, fresh-cut wood

Why I write ...

Writing excites me. I'm good at it.

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

My daughter's classic children's books

My first job ...

Cheese girl at Hickory Farms

My best moment ...

Anytime I am full of gratitude.

My inspiration ...

That ingenious turn of phrase written by someone else.

Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: Things I learned from my husband

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I awoke to see my husband sitting up on his side of the bed in the early morning light. It was a Saturday morning, our day to sleep in.

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

"No. My stomach really hurts."

That was unusual. This man never has a symptom of any kind. I have never known anyone who does not get headaches, or heartburn, or nausea sometimes. He gets his annual cold and that's about it. And the only way I know he has a cold is because a gallon of orange juice appears in the refrigerator. It felt strange to hear him complain of pain.

"Can I get you anything?"

"No, I'll ...

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