Forty-three years later, and I’m still dealing with the HOARD! Ugh.

As a little girl, we lived in destitute conditions because they couldn’t stop buying. Now, I’m all grown up and we’re having to go through a four bedroom, 3 bath house searching out our valuables: pictures, documents, and a few family heirlooms. The rest has been ruined by rat and canine feces. When we find

Not Dead Yet…. :)

A while back, I posted a blog titled What Doesn’t Kill Me. It was a sweet story about how I finally fell in love with my husband, Brant, while he was in a coma. We met, talked for two days, kissed on the end of the second day, and on the third day, he PROPOSED.

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Releases January 17th! Reserve your copy now. No money due until release day. 🙂 As a gift just for being a subscriber, here’s a scene from Black Soul:   I woke to Caroline in such a tizzy I thought she would have a nervous breakdown. “Noah! You’re in the floor! Why didn’t you…ohmygosh, you fell

What Doesn’t Kill Me Makes Me Stronger

My daughter often jokes and says, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, Mama. Don’t get mad, get pumped.” But I remember to days back in 2004 and I wonder how we made it through. To date, you all don’t know much about me. That’s my fault. I haven’t shared. In 2004, my husband became