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I sit, silent, hands resting ever so gently on the keyboard, yearning to press down, to form letters into words and into memories. This f...

Sometimes I'm inspired to write a poem. The other day I had an urge to put my thoughts into prose. There are often times when I feel limi...

I’m no stranger to mental illness. Growing up, I saw the effects of depression first hand. Yet it took years after I got married to acknow...

I have been waiting months, years, to say these three words. A published author. It's the finish line. And I have arrived. As of today I ...

The number one rule you must adhere to when thinking about taking on the challenge of writing your own book is this: Don’t think about th...

It was a cool autumnal day in October, four years ago, when I first noticed the lump. The steady sharp pain in my groin was a constant di...

Despite your absence, you are here. Like lightning in the dark of night, flashes of images of you break into my life without warning, las...

2018 is well under way, and I feel like I'm breathing a breath of fresh air. This time last year, we were agonizingly waiting for Oma to ...