As I stare into the mirror, I realize there are wrinkles where there haven't been any before. The reflection I stare at shows discoloration and sagginess (also that's not a word) in the oddest places, has that always been there? Wear and tear everywhere but yet, I'm still happy with what I see, every single... Continue Reading →
The Missing Page
I'm a runner, not a fast one - quite possibly the slowest runner you have ever seen - but I am a runner. That's part of who I am. I am also a writer, a student, a hamster care-taker, a wife, a daughter, a sister. I am a dreamer, a Taurus, a dragon, a fearless... Continue Reading →
Mommy, I want to be a writer when I grow up.
I want to be a firemen, a policemen, a ballerina, a vet... When you are a child the choices are endless. For me, there was only one choice. I hated books when I was a child, especially at Christmas. On Christmas Eve my brother and I would avoid any packages that would slightly resemble anything... Continue Reading →
A bird loves a fish 