OK, I love to write. I have loved writing since I was a kid. I enjoyed essays, short stories, opinion papers, and just sitting and writing the alphabet over and over again. Writing has always given me a sense of peace. I would write out my name over and over again when I would feel anxiety. Some people doodle or draw, but I like to pour out my thoughts onto paper.

Over the last three years, I have been a divorced, single mother of two amazing kids, Lucas (10) and Imogen (4). I started raising them on my own when Imogen was 14 months old. I kicked my husband out of the house due to his excessive drinking and he’d finally after almost 7 years decided to be drunk and use non-traditional discipline methods on our son, Mother’s Day 2020. I don’t really want to get into that whole saga right now. I think at some point I will share what happened that day, but for today, let’s keep it more about what I want to do here.

I really want to share my story about triumphs, how I have overcome my childhood, relationship faults, and things I have learned about myself as a mother, wife, ex-wife, girlfriend and ex-girlfriend through my 40 years of life on this planet. How to forgive, but maybe not forget. How to learn and grow, instead of fall into a funk of negativity.

I hope as I write you laugh with me, have ah-ha! moments with me, get mad with me, happy with me, and realize you aren’t alone, you aren’t always the problem, and you deserve everything you want.