I was born in a remote country hospital in Washington state in 1963, and then never really had a hometown growing up. I moved with my parents from the northernmost to the southernmost border of the west coast; state to state, town to town, “pausing” in two different California counties to attend school. I met my husband, Russ, during high school in Kern County, and the moving continued not too long after we married, as we traveled with our two young children from the Pacific to the Atlantic coast, up into eastern Canada and back again. It all changed in 1997, when we came to the beautiful maritime “thumb” of Michigan, and stayed! Today, I’m part of a Michigan proud family, along with my husband, son, daughter and son-in-law.
I don’t write for attention or money, which is a good thing, since I’m a complete stranger to both. I simply write whenever I believe it’s the right thing to do. I gave up interacting on the internet when social networks took over—in case you don’t know this for yourself, just staying off the ol’ F’book is the equivalent of being a ghost with unfinished business, so I’m clearly ahead of my time. ; ) My devotional writings can be found here.
Fact: if you’re reading this, you either know me, knew me, or, with the goo goo plex of websites available to human discovery universally, you landed here on microscopic odds. Much thanks goes to my uber techie son for this site, and, for the work he did formatting my stories for digital devices—like his mother, he always does his best even in the face of low monetary incentive. : )