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About me - Heather Warner

I am a 33 year old mother of three. I live in a small town in Delaware. I began writing poetry when I was 13. My writing began as a form of therapy. I had endured years of abuse, and writing became a very useful tool in dealing with the pain that I had internalized.

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Pets & Animals > Pet Ownership How to be a responsible pet owner: 2 of 56
Many people don't initially realize the responsibility of having a pet. Often, they are simply thinking how cute the animal is, or how cool it would be to own it, or possibly that the animal would fill the void and loneliness in their lives. Thought isn't given to the expense of veterinary bills, feeding the animal, caring fo... More..
Relationships & Family > Parents Family problems caused by meddling parents: 2 of 28
Meddling. The word itself instantly brings feelings of negativity, and rightfully so. The definitions of meddle at www.dictionary.com are: 1)To involve oneself in a matter without right or invitation; interfere officiously and unwontedly. 2)To intrude into other people's affairs or business; interfere. 3)To handle something i... More..
Travel > Travel Planning & Advice Use the Internet to save both time and money on travel: 3 of 28
Our desire to venture and explore the beauty of far-away places is now just a few clicks away from being reality. The evolution of the internet has added an excellent resource for those wishing to plan a trip. By utilizing the internet to plan your trip, you will save money, time, and stress. You will be able to compare vario... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lessons in life: 48 of 200
Lesson of LoveHere is a story of a love gone bad,About a girl left alone and sad.She only searched for one single thing,An honest lover to wear her ring.Blinded by this sour fate,Her love for him was soon turned to hate.Quickly and painfully it ended in dismay,Her lover told her he could not stay.She yearns to regain her lost... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Rape: 17 of 68
SleepingSometimes I am afraid to close my eyes,For while I sleep all my fears materialize.The thoughts I dread to think of in the safe light of day,Strong and forcefully bring themselves my way.At night I become weak and fearful of my dreams,Harmless they may be, but that's never how it seems.I don't dream of monsters, witche... More..
Home & Garden > Furniture A guide to buying bedroom furniture: 7 of 22
Here is information about buying bedroom furniture.When buying bedroom furniture, the defining factor to consider for most people, is the budget. You must know how much you are willing to spend before you begin shopping.The second consideration when buying bedroom furniture should be the size of the room. You should never beg... More..
Education > Homeschooling Is homeschooling better than formal education?: 33 of 103
There are so many reasons that homeschooling is better than formal education, but the primary reason for me is the ability to make sure that the children are taught, and retain what they are taught. Really, isn't this the entire purpose of education anyway?I have been homeschooling my 3 children for over two years. The public... More..
Personal Finance > Auto Insurance Why I am glad I have car insurance: 14 of 42
I really do not know what was going through my father's mind when he let the car insurance lapse. I was 16 years old and had only been driving solo for about 6 months when I had my first car accident. In my own defense, I must say that the accident was not entirely my fault. The accident was a result of a perfect storm of pos... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Second chance: 11 of 31
Apology in a PromiseThe first day I met you,My mind and my heart knew,That you and I were meant to be.Together forever, I hoped you'd see.I hoped and I prayed that true love would grow,All those dreams came true, as you well know.You rescued my heart from a lifetime of pain,You entered the sun into my world of rain.I now hope... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The day love died: 7 of 15
I am SorryAlone in solitude I sit and cry,Thinking of true love I let pass me by.Tears flow down the cheeks you used to touch,Pain strikes my heart where you meant so much.Emptiness fills every depth of my soul,Since you said goodbye my heart has not been whole.Regret and sorrow is now what I feel,Living here without you does... More..