A little bit of me...
Many moons ago, I started on a career path as a nurse, then I announced to my happy hubby on graduation day that I was great with child. There went any notion of working for five years and settling into the nice white picket fence package.
Two children later, I suddenly realized that I didn't like blood. So I took some courses and switched from nursing to teaching. As life would have it, I shifted my focus and also took a myriad of courses on writing and soon realized that this was something I was destined to do along with my teaching. God was poking me in some interesting directions, I soon discovered.
I have been writing professionally now since 1986 and I am amazed at how the fire still burns within! I am so blessed when I stop and think about it. I love children and I love writing. And what I truly love is writing for children.
My 92 year old Poppa Bear had a heart attack in September of 2014 and after he passed 'go,' collected his all clear slip and checked out of hospital, he ended up checking in here.
After 18 plus years of tutoring some pretty wonderful kiddos, it was time to bring in my tutoring tile, turn my classroom into a 'grandpa digs' and don my old nursing cap.
I sure do miss my wonderful students, but now my days consist of writing when I can and looking after Dad the rest of the time! My students were always a great source of fodder and now I am gathering copious notes on the other end of the spectrum.
Life is good.
More of Me
In 2008 - I was absolutely flabbergasted when my sweet doctor told me on April 24th that the news wasn't good. I thought she was going to tell me that I was stepping into early menopause or the like. I was ill prepared to hear the words 'You have cancer.'
Needless to say, it was a great turning point in my life, but when I look back I am absolutely head over heels amazed at the lessons I was able to learn throughout my year of endless tests, excruciating chemotherapy and moments of despair.
God was on the throne and was doing a mighty work in my heart and soul. He was preparing me. He was tilling the soil of my soul and getting me ready to
share my journey. The words that poured forth from my heart to my mind to my fingers to my keyboard, amazed me. It's not that they were profound or magnificent words. It was just that they were so clear and real.
My soul was laid bare and I was still. One of my favourite scripture verses was Psalm 46:10 - Be Still and Know that I am God...never before did that verse become so real to me as when I was going through my cancer journey. I learned what it truly meant to be still... So I plod on. God is my refuge and my strength and I am sure loving the ride right now! I am thrilled that you are with me right now and that you are checking out my website.