Journeys
Musings and meanderings…
Honestly? It was all so very clear and defined. And then my dad died. And then my mom died. And then it was grandpa; all within fifteen months…
Cancer/heart/cancer. Add in a major surgery and a divorce/heartbreak, and life inevitably swirled into some new places.
I’m the blessed mom of three remarkable kids, reclaiming ownership of dreams long shelved but never forgotten.
Life’s pretty great. It’s a bit of a ride, even without the suitcase and airline ticket, but I’m always looking for my next travel adventure. I’m a post-gym class fitness junkie, voice-over artist, writer, photographer, non-cook, and mom of three remarkable kids (boy/girl/boy). I’ve done internet dating, rock climbing, live TV, microwave dinners, thunderstorm kayaking (not recommended), and been a room-mom assistant (never made the big-time on that one).
I write what I know. Observing and imagining the possibilities that lie within my own perimeter and stretching just slightly beyond, because…
Just “because”.
“Journey to Sixteen: My Son Zach”
“In-Town Tourist: Highbanks Metro Park” 
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