It was their world of silence
that taught me how to enter
into that deep place within/aka the soul.
I observed first hand how people can be so cruel to those whom
they percieved to be as 'different'
My parents were subjected to such ridicule from others.
So as I see it, the ones
who were so quick to make fun
of my parents, were the ones
who had the handicap.
'They lacked a heart and soul'
I am a strong believer
in Karma...
Although I had siblings, I
always felt so alone.
As a young child, I would write about things that were buried
deep inside of me..
That's what got me through
many painful moments in life.
To this very day, I still write
of sorrow and pain..
ahhh...I also write of love
and joy... :)
I am a mother of three sons.
My eldest son committed suicide
on Christmas Eve.of 1993.
If not for my passion of writing, I probably never would of survived my shattered heart - or my
shattered world.
I am published in several anthologies and magazines.
I have won many awards for my work.
I thank you for taking
the time and interest
in reading my work..
God Speed! ! ! !