BEFORE

Before imperfection I sought life’s meaning not knowing the rowing was it, not the arrival. Before I became ignorant I told others what to do believed I had answers not knowing even the questions. Before I became old I found age’s quiet boring its slowness a flaw, not knowing the rowing toward wisdom.

WHO WE ARE

All my life, in addition to manager, teacher, dog walker, night librarian, cleaner of tiles, rocker of babies, folder of laundry, dish washer extraordinaire, I wanted to be a writer. Women are rarely one thing. We can’t resist our innate talent for nesting, team building, nurturing, placing others before ourselves. This is our gift. Our… Read More WHO WE ARE