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I’ve been writing for years, but only for my husband, family and friends. Most of my early writing was done in greeting cards which I drew and painted myself with a very personal message on the inside usually in the form of a poem.
Raising four children filled my life with much material for future writings. When my husband of 38 years passed away in 1998, I sank into a deep depression. At that time, we were raising two of our grandchildren, ages 11 and 12. Life was not easy, yet I continued to function in a semi-zombie state with the aid of medication. This was merely existing, not really living, and this continued until 2001, when I began to write ‘for me’.
I traded my pills for words. Once tapped, a flood of emotions came forth filling page after page, releasing these pent up feelings. This alone, allowed me to deal with them. . . to begin living again and to move on with my life, a life I‘d thought was over.
I began posting on an Internet website. Writers here come from all over the world to share their poetry and stories. The year 2003 brought me in contact with a British gentleman, also a writer, and the rest is history.
We spend most of our time now in SW Mexico just outside the small village of Jocotepec, where our surroundings afford us a very peaceful area conducive to writing with it’s quiet, laid back, and quite serene atmosphere.