The Gift of Ben

I have healed from some aspects of grief, but I have not healed from my shadow life. I feel its magnetism in my chest as I walk down Main Street with Riley, back in Ridgefield for a book signing. The smell of sweet hibiscus, fresh cut grass; the gentle touch of a Spring breeze. This […]

I was not born a wife, grieving mother, manic depressive, or lawyer. Though with the passage of time and the hands of fate, I became all those things. However, I was born a writer. Through written words I speak my truth so that others can experience the beauty of the unknown world. A world where… […]