I have been told that my About page does not truly reflect who I am.

I am a mom. I have a son who is almost 10-we are about to enter the tween/teen asylum years. I know what I face. My mother wished that I would have a kid just like me….guess what she got her wish.

I am mid-40’s. What is age really? It is the number of years that you have been on this earth. So what, how do you feel? As far as I can tell, I have wisdom and maturity but my sense of humor is the equiveliant of an adolescent.

I am a poet. A writer. A blogger. I write.

I have always loved words. I could roll on them like one would want to roll on a bed of money. Me? A bed of letters.

All I want to do is create.

All I want to do is make you feel.

All I need to do is write.