I was born into a family where I knew I was loved. I also learned early that love did not make every place safe. I became observant, funny, independent, and good at reading people. I learned how to find the right words, talk my way around trouble, care for others, and control what people were allowed to see.
For much of my life, I was the person everyone else depended on. I hid pain, kept moving, and made myself useful. God kept calling anyway.
Now I am learning to use my wit to tell the truth, my intuition to serve, my faith to carry me forward, and my writing to share the message I resisted for years. I am learning that caring for others does not require me to disappear, and that strength can include allowing someone to care for me.
To understand what I am building now, you need to know how I got here.
My career is another part of this story, from the telephone company and federal service to writing, publishing, caregiving, and church work.
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