My Mother's life and even more so, her death has been the driving force in my almost frantic desire to write and document.
She had an incredible life of challenges and acheivements, that I took completely for granted even as an adult....until she died. It was while searching for comfort at her house shortly after her death that I realized there was nothing of her there. Nothing that told any kind of story as to who or what she had been, or that she had even been.
Her challenging life had long been the topic of interest in the small 'old family' southern town more...
