I was born in Colorado Springs, Co., in August of 1973. As the first grandchild, I was spoiled to no end. Growing up with my extended family (great-grandmother, grandparents, aunts, and uncles from both sides) gave me a "grown-up" outlook on many things. My writing was never encouraged as a career, but I loved music, singing, medical "stuff," and writing, which often got me in trouble for being too loud doing them.
I loved English, still do, and was always creating songs, poems, and letters, corresponding to pen-pals and friends, and designing notebooks to pass notes in class, and school papers, which enabled me to hone my skills today. My creativity and vivid imagination knew no bounds.
In 1989, my mother, brother, and I moved to Georgia, and I either lost or found my writings destroyed during the move. After high school, I went to college and found it challenging. Being on my own and out of state for the first time was stressful, and I came home after two years.
I wrote sparingly and eventually just stopped due to life. Work, dating, marriage, kids, divorce, school, new relationships, etc., all took a toll on me and my outlook on life.
A work accident left me home-bound, and I was bored and getting "cabin fever." Eventually, I began going back to church, and therapy, where I got my confidence back, my mind was clear, and I began to see a lot more that I had been missing. My children are adults now, and I have the time and freedom to pour out my feelings, thoughts, and aspirations to motivate others to do what they love.