I've always loved to write, tell stories that I made up, and tell jokes. I love to make and see people laugh. My life has not been filled with laughter, so I understand well the hurt that's in somebody else.
To relax from writing, I enjoy creating and working with my hands. Silk and dried flower arranging, sewing, and cooking have been good hobbies for me. As a long-time single mother, I learned to do household plumbing, carpentry, and electrical work.
I was a beaten, physically, and verbally battered child, and then wife. It was with time and my faith in God that helped me overcome this and become strong. Also, I have suffered from life-long bipolar disorder, manic depression, epilepsy, and borderline personality disorder. The depressions were sometimes suicidal ones, and there was nothing I could do but bury myself in a deep, dark hole and wait until it was over. (Or, overdose on pills and booze.) Again, my trust in God and His words saw me through these times.
What I write about is what I have experienced and lived through. However, I am thrilled that the Lord has blessed me with a prolific imagination, so stories come easy for me. This one is based on actual happenings, although, I had to change and elaborate on some material for my protection since some of these people are still around and functioning. I certainly value my life, however, others may not.