Where does a story begin and where does it end? My life began long before my birth. My body will turn to dust, but the words I leave will circle forever.

Career writer, musician, friend to dogs, messy gardener. Kinda smart about a whole lot of stupid things.

...discovering the beauty of the unseen world 🌐 on Planet-Ral. Still loving white roses 🤍 & green 💚☘️🌱🌿

I write. I bleed. I feel. I share. I heal. A very personal collection of tales, some creative, some memoir, some contoured. All based on some truth. Enjoy.

Writer, blogger, activist, Researcher & Analyst at Self-Employment. As My mama always said life was like a box of chocolates

Struggling to appreciate today while honoring the twinge of what once was mine. Writing is my time machine.

Unapologetic writer, ecstatic painter, retired unicorn. Currently decoding the architecture of freedom 🌄

Laughter-loving, self-accepting fun woman, an intuitive, magical adventure seeker, married to a Turk, with a teenager and four crazy rescued cats.