I started writing as soon as they taught me to hold a pencil. I began to tell stories before that. Neither my parents nor my teachers appreciated my ability to fabricate the truth to suit my own interpretation of life.
As I grew up, I learned to use this ability to bring true stories to life, and I produced many plays and other articles for use within the local church.
In 1997, I received a diagnosis of aggressive breast cancer which had already started to spread. During that time, I began to keep a scrappy sort of journal. Little did I know at the time tha more...
