I love to write and have been the recipient of academic accolades for my story telling abilities and creative writing skills.
Creativity has always been my raison d'etre & I don't see it changing....
I believe it is how we use or accept experiences that allows us to evolve in the best possible manner. This is why I am grateful for the professional example my mom showed me growing up. We may have been a happily dysfunctional family that never really clicked 1000%, but the way my mother carried herself left a deep impression on me. It also molded my moral compass, values, and ethics when it comes to life in general.
8AM Thursday My eyes flew open and I could see the white ceiling of a hospital room above me. Where was I? How did I get here? Why can’t I remember anything? Did I go to sleep here? Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement. Whipping my head to the side I saw my husband, Bobby, standing next to the bed. He was reaching for my hand and held it firmly between his own. I began to smile. Bobby always had the power to calm me, but wait...