Every Story Deserves A Second Chapter
May these words open hearts to understanding.

When words disappeared after my stroke, music became something more than comfort—it became connection, memory, and healing. This reflective poem shares how seventies music helped…

Life after stroke has taught me that healing does not happen all at once. Since 2008, I have continued rebuilding my life one step at…

Silence has a weight all its own. After my stroke, I couldn’t handle any sound. Every sound startled me. I would jump at the smallest…

.A Few Things About Me
I love being in the middle of Mother Nature. Give me a cup of coffee, a trail with no destination and a beautiful sky, and I have everything I need.