I love to write, no question. Though it's something I didn't realize until much later in life. I dabbled a bit when I was younger but the demands of life were more important. “A time to reap, a time to sow” or so the saying goes. Writing seemed just a phase I went through like so many I pursued in my youth, that I left far behind.

It was my age that inspired me initially, I felt the realization of my mortality. I was so quiet all my life .. I had so much to say. My desire to write returned. I wrote for the pleasure of expressing my most inner thoughts in a way I never believed I could.

I always had a creative nature though the thought of writing never occurred to me, that was until the moment I held my first GrandChild in my arm. She became the cause, the spark that ignited the...