Two years ago my son was born 16 weeks premature at only 1lb 3oz and my rather predictable life was promptly turned upside down. Somewhere along the way my creative voice got louder...it needed to, and as it turns out is not something that can be silenced.I've been deafened by this voice as the years have passed and it has often proved to be an anchor to reality is some pretty wild seas.
This blog is a chronicle of my insane journey and the art that has kept me from melting away.
I love to write about all sorts of subjects, particularly my travels and adventures (of which I've had many). I've seen some wild and wonderful things and I've kept journals and sketchbooks of most of them. I'll share them regularly.
I'll ask forgiveness now for some of my writing. I have two energetic and vivacious kids who are always my priority and I'm often writing with one hand and feeding or playing with the other. As a woman and a mother, I have eyes in the back of my head and 6 arms for multi-tasking, sometime my wires get crossed but I'll do my best to make it legible.
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