Too late, Mom. Sorry about that ???? I miss you, so much that it hurts. You should have been with me yesterday, out in Columbus having a grand time. You...

Changes come out of nowhere, hitting like bricks, floating like butterflies. Some good, some euphoric, some devastating. I held on to what I thought I wanted, what I thought was...

I would say that hitting that publish button for my paperback (thinking it would be a pre-order) was a mistake, but there aren’t REALLY any mistakes, are there? I am...

For all the life we had… and we’ll remember when. Mom and Dad… together again, smiling down on me as my journey into the world of being a published author...

I want peace. Comfort. Respect. Honesty. A sense of HOME. To no longer have my kindness taken advantage of. And to not feel like I have no space, or that...