: About Me

My life is filled with words that inspire me. On paper, said out loud, or even in a song. People and their use of life and all that involves it continues to amaze me. I believe the best gift in the world anyone could have is to read. The fact that you can put words down and choose how the reader will be affected is a true power. Life is full of emotions and in one sentence you can trigger someones imagination. That to me is the ultimate power.
I am a mother of two beautiful girls. Their love, happiness, and education is my true goal in life. My husband of nearly ten years has been a wonderful inspiration to every aspect of my life. I am deeply devoted to him as a friend and wife. Anyone who has ever wanted to know about me can sum all of their questions up by reading this. My life is filled with many obstacles but as long as I have my kid's, husband, pen and paper, I am complete.

My passion is ...

writing,reading,hearing music

I know too much about ...

Loss,Abuse, Pain, denial,Joy,fate and hope I am a human

My parents always told me ...

My step dad once told me "A good fighter knows there is someone always stronger then themselves

My childhood ambition ...

Just to make it through.

My favorite memory ...

My first time I held my girls and the day I knew James loved me no matter what.

Why I write ...

A person needs to breathe. A writer has to write to breathe

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

Music- Mozart

My first job ...

I was a nine year old cleaner for banks with my folks.

My best moment ...

When my kids do well

My inspiration ...

Life all in it and around it. There is so much out there left unsaid

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: In memory of a loved one

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Ripped out of my life, I thought I had more time. Nothing matters much, Not even how I end this rhyme. Gone forever, But always in my heart. I can't believe this is the longest we've ever been a part. Sometimes I start to call you and tell you about my day. Then it all hits me and I have to turn and walk away. The tears are thick and still very heavy, So many of them they can over flood a levee. There is not a day that goes by. That I haven't thought about you, Broken down and cried You were my rock when I was weak. Oh and how all our secrets we never leaked. You picked me up and made me s...

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