thanks, mrs o

Somewhere, floating around in my library, is my creative writing book I did as the final project for Mrs. O’s class during my junior year of high school. I found it in my hope chest several years ago.

Mrs. O, one of my all time favorite teachers and a dear friend, believed in my writing back then when I realized I really really wanted to be a writer.

Of course, life took some turns, as it has a way of doing – more life experience to write about, we’ll say.

But, as I’ve stopped working and been at home, I’ve been writing again. I started this place, which I love, and I’ve recently been submitting my work . . .

And this week this happened:

https://www.theopalclub.com/personal/twice-the-woman-i-used-be-how-my-autoimmune-diagnosis-changed-my-relationship-with-my-body

I am so happy to see my work shared, especially about something so close to my heart.

And I’m loving working on other pieces and my book as well.

And I’m really loving following my writing dreams again.

Always forward.

Be well, everybody.

Grace and Blessings.

dreams

 

 

 

 

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