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Why I Write

I am a freelance writer. I write for adults and children, both fiction and non-fiction stories and articles. I am of Native American decent and hope to change the lives of people, young and old, from my writings and experiences. I was shown the old ways when I was younger and now live my life accordingly.  In my writings I hope to show people another way to live their lives. I believe story telling is a very important part of life that has almost been completely lost. In many old cultures storytelling was the only way to pass on traditions, spiritual teachings and legends from one generation to the next. Everyone has a story to tell, and I believe we all should be heard at least once in our life.

My Story

I was born and raised in West Texas. I was the youngest of three, I have two older brothers. Growing up my brothers where really close and didn't include me in their group, so therefore I was left all to myself. In fact they were mostly mean and hateful to me. I didn't bond with them and never got very close to them.

I was very shy and introverted as a little girl and as I grew into a young teenager it didn't get any better. I didn't have many friends and pretty much kept to myself. I had a lot of fear of people. Things didn't scare me as much as just people. I wasn't close to my mother, I was mostly afraid of her.   She made me feel as if I was guilty of something all the time. I was closer to my father than to anyone in my family, although even that relationship was reserved.

When I entered middle school I made a couple of friends, one in particular I stayed close with for many years.   At the age of fifteen I got interested in my friends older brother, he was sixteen. My parents gave in and let me start dating him because they knew the family. To make a long story short we dated about a year and then I became pregnant. We got married, but not without a lot of intense moments. Still married with a toddler and another one on the way I graduated from High School on time with my class. My husband became very controlling and abusive as the years moved on and he didn't want to help with making a living or raising the kids. After a few more years our marriage ended in a very nasty divorce.

At the age of nineteen I graduated from Cosmetology School, I worked many years as a hair dresser until I decided to change careers. I was close to thirty when I graduated from Business College. I worked for a few years as a bookkeeper and after that my father asked my to come back home and help him with the family business. I didn't want to do that, I couldn't stand the town I grew up in and didn't want to move back there. My mother told me my father was sick and not doing well so I moved back to help him. He passed away after about eight months of battling throat cancer. He made me promise not to put him in the hospital so I took care of him at home. My oldest brother had always worked the family business with my father and had never really left the nest so to speak. He somewhat resented me coming back but didn't want to run the business part of the business so he had no choice in the matter. He and I ran the business for a number of years and since I didn't get along with my brother I decided to leave. 

When I was thirty six I met my third present and last husband. We have been together for almost ten years now. The old saying "three is a charm" is SO right!  When I met my husband, he was living and traveling full time in his motor home. We took a three week trip together and traveled all over West and Central Texas.

 After that trip I decided to get my own 5th wheel trailer and we then traveled New Mexico, Utah, Colorado, and Arizona. We both decided after that trip that we would rather combine our rigs into one and so I sold my trailer and moved into the Motor home. Our next adventure took us to Missouri and Arkansas. While in Missouri, we met an older couple that told us they did contract work for the Army Corp of Engineers as campground managers. My husband and I looked into doing it ourselves and for a few years we did that together.

 After our second year doing the campgrounds we decided to travel to California and visit my husbands mother.   We stayed a few weeks and made our way back to Texas. On the way we stop in Reno Nevada and wound up staying there for almost four months. We really loved that town. Moving on we went to Las Vegas staying a couple of months and finely making our way to Albuquerque New Mexico, were we stayed there almost nine months.

 During our travels we had always talked about moving to Tennessee and buying a small farm when the time came to get off the road. My husbands health was going bad and it was getting harder and harder to maintain the RV lifestyle. Most of the money we had for savings were invested in high risk yields and as luck would have it shortly after getting to Tennessee we lost all of our investments and suffered complete financial ruin. The economy here is poor, most of the work here is factory work and I have gone back to work making socks for us to survive on. I am thankful for my job and still having my husband.

As far as my hobbies and interests go I have spent many years in Martial Arts. I love reading and anything to do with being outdoors and animals.  I also make jewelry, mostly Native American, bead work, cross stitch, some knitting (mostly blankets), and leather work.  I love house plants, gardening, music, and learning new things. I plunk at a guitar, and my greatest loves are my husband, our Rat Terrier, and our two African Grey Parrots.