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I was born and raised in the Kansas City area, but relocated to the Phoenix area in 2000. Arizona has since become my home. I love living in the Southwest and I especially enjoy the cultural diversity.

I am a full-time student, I work PRN, and I also volunteer.

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Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Loss of innocence: 3 of 36
My sister and I were huddled on the floor of the tiny bathroom that was located between our two bedrooms. Our bathroom was tucked away from the rest of the house and offered the most privacy, so it was often our place of refuge in the tiny house. We could hear our parents screaming at one another, like they've done a thousand... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Death of a child: 1 of 10
I held Jacob's hand as he slept and my eyes drank in the sight of him. I studied his facial features closely, trying to commit every single detail to memory. I never wanted to forget an inch of him. He was sleeping deeply now and the pain medications had finally given him some relief. After several rounds of failed chemothera... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: A tribute to my husband: 2 of 19
I was thirteen-years-old the day I met my husband, Brian. At the time I had a big crush on his best friend, Tim. I don't remember what I thought about my husband when we met or what we had to talk to about. The only thing I do recall is running back to give him a huge hug before I got on the bus to head home. He likes to say ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nightmares: 14 of 120
DARKNESSQuietly, I am watching from the corner of my bed,Soon the fear starts pounding like a drum within my head,The darkness grows to swallow me, the stars begin laugh,I am without my weapons to fight this dreary, demonic wrath!The moon turns his head away; of me he is ashamed,The wind begins to mock me, my fears through hi... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: My cat (s): 7 of 37
It was August of 1998 when Toby meandered into our lives. My husband and I were still living in Kansas City and I was working as a contractor at Sprint. It was in the Sprint parking lot that Toby and I first crossed paths. He was an obviously homeless cat who was trying to get someone to notice him and, hopefully, feed him. A... More..
Jobs & Careers > Nonprofit & Service Sector Jobs Follow your passion: Working for a nonprofit: 5 of 20
My husband and I both volunteer in our free time. My volunteer experience includes Meals On Wheels, Hospice, and an adult daycare. For the past two years, I have served as a Hospice volunteer and it has proven to be one of the most rewarding experiences of my life. I also serve as a volunteer for an adult daycare program at m... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Loneliness: 2 of 8
I sat in my favorite chair in front of the living room window while I gazed out at the world. All of the lights in the house were off, except for the dull glow coming from the Christmas tree lights. I am not even sure why I bothered to put the tree up when there were no presents to open. There was no family dinner or celebrat... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Heroes: 14 of 31
One of my personal heroes came into my life in the most unexpected of ways. I have been working as a nursing assistant at a local hospital while going to school full-time to become a registered nurse. When I started my job over a year ago, I was brand-new to the nursing field and completely inexperienced. I work on the teleme... More..
Relationships & Family > Siblings The relationship between brothers and sisters: 27 of 58
Thirty years ago we welcomed my baby brother, JM, into the family. I can still remember peering through the nursery window as the nurse rolled the baby cart containing my brother over to where we could see him. I believe it was my father who was holding me up so I could see, but I really just remember watching my newborn brot... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken & lost: 84 of 135
"Outlined in Blue Lights"Towering building, outlined in blue lights,Like a tomb, a resting place for the girl she used to be.She took one step inside,And it took everything that was left of her.The Healer brought her to the edge and tossed her over,He left her dangling there and walked away,Never looking back.Towering buildin... More..