Now residing in Washington, D.C. since 2002, being born and reared in Central Florida. Having wonderful parents, yet my upbringing was one without a father. Causing insurmounting disappointments because of knowing who my father was, where he lived, the seldom visits made and the few thoughtful things he did in turn was not enough. Being the one and only of the female gender and the eldest of the siblings was different in my viewpoint. Contributing to falling along the wayside during my teenage years, for seven years beginning with the early pregnancy at 15 my world became my world. Since my maternal grandmother had always carried me to church with her even before I could actually remember, along with my mother and even more so at seven having accepted Christ into my heart was gain. During those rebellious years penning my emotions was my contact with the subconscious reality of being on the right path. In living out the soul wrenching experiences an exhaustion to release what had been fueled from agonizing misconceptions of familial and social adaptations was pleasurable in the midst of pain. And having done so, these penned thoughts have always provided serenity, giving me a sense of empowerment which is one of creativity. My passionate fulfillment from the inner knowing… Life will not always be like this.
