My Story

I grew up in Merced, California. I was born there and spent my first nine years in that town. My father was a paramedic and my mother was my best friend, a stay at home mom, and the second best story teller ever. (The best was my grandmother.) I was not the type to play rough or do sports. I played pretend and had my books. I told stories and wrote poetry.

I was a very strange child.

Fast forward to my teen years I grew up on the internet. MySpace and YouTube and DeviantART were my refuge. I learned that there were things out in the big wide world and many of the were poisonous.

I was one of those kids. The little “Baby Bat” stopping at Hot Topic and trying to keep up with the Goth scene even though my father hated it. I didn’t care. The music, the art, the fashion, it inspired some of my writings and helped me develop my taste in fashion and interior design as an adult. It was in my teens that I fell into my darkest moments and feeling defeated and lost turned to the left hand paths of faith and religion.

I finally became an adult and decided to jump. Taking a leap of faith and followed a dream. I always wanted to serve my country, and in 2012 I joined the United States Navy. My father and grandfather had told me stories of bravery and service. I came from three generations of the United States Marines. My father would always talk about how my empathy would be a great thing in the medical field. He used to tell me about how the Marines did not have their own medical, that I should become a Corpsman. And I did. In the Navy I met my husband and had my two beautiful daughters. My third daughter had to wait a few years after I left active duty.

I fulfilled a dream that I thought would never happen. I became a mother. I left the Navy with a bad back and great memories and teachings in 2017. I became a stay at home mom falling back to the internet for fun and entertainment. I started on my journey in becoming an independent, self-published author and started this blog. I want to share my love of writing and reading to the next generation.

But until then I will happily sit in my little cottage and enjoy reading stories to my own girls.

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