About Me

     I am a writer(ish) who finds life to be a struggle at times, but the writing of that struggle to be healing, fun, and purpose-giving. And, because of my blundering through the days and years and decades of my time here, I always have things to write. Anything can be redeemed if made into a story.

  I am a mother, wife, counselor, friend, talker, whiner, questioner of all things (the debate is the goal), seeker of something she has not yet found, sad clown, fan of silly, failure at all things pinterest, fighter for justice, mistake maker, and always, lover of words, both written and spoken.

I am an adult who sometimes still struggles with acting as a child. I am a courageous survivor of some of the hard things of life. Conversely, I am also a wallower who sometimes enjoys a good long swim in my pain pool. 

     I believe, most days, that liberty to be the unique and beautiful me I was born to be is mine for the taking. I also believe that as someone who enjoys legal, political and physical freedom, it is my mandate to work to free others who are enslaved. In so doing, I am becoming the hands of Christ in this world and also loosening some of my own personal chains.

     I live with some health issues, primarily Multiple Sclerosis and arthritis. I am not a tragic hero to be admired as she resiliently pushes through each day without complaint. Because while I do push through, sometimes that means sleeping. Other times that means I have wailed loudly to anyone who will listen.

But no matter how I get across that finish line each day, running with chest out and head high, or crawling slowly with labored movements and wailing to all who are in my proximity, I win. I did not succumb.

As a lover of new beginnings (mornings are my jam because of this), I remind myself that each day, no matter how challenging it was, offered me stories to write, tell and share. How cool is that?