Who Am I? I am an over passionate mother, steadfast wife, black-sheep sister, missing my parents kind of a daughter, dedicated but busily absent friend, member of the grieving parents club, life and career coach, and so much more. I embrace everything that has become me, except maybe the grieving parent part. I shouldn’t have to embrace that, although it is part of what defines me. Each of these is me, 200% dealing with the moments, the days, the challenges, and hopeful that I work hard enough for opportunities.

What is this site about? Years ago, I decided that I wanted to write about life. My life is full of stories I always wanted, never wanted, and the stories that have challenged me while helping me learn. This is my place to share those stories in my words, words that no one can take from me. They cannot take this from me because this is how I see things, no matter how others see things.

Why this open platform? With all of my stories bursting inside of me, I often have writer’s insecurities. Those writer’s insecurities I carry range from whether my audience will connect, whether I am boring the reader, am I writing in tangents, am I sharing too much, am I sharing too little, and who is going to lash out because I got too real in my version of life. I need to break out of those insecurities so I’m jumping in with both hands.

More about me – My personal story begins as the sixth child out of eight in a Catholic family. My parents had a lot of love to share, yet money was stretched. After meeting my husband when I was fifteen, we got married when I was eighteen. Our first born came around a year and a half later when I was nineteen, which is technically what they now call a teenage pregnancy. My family is multi-cultural and my children have a deep understanding and connection to each part of their heritage. In 1999, we lost a huge part of our life in a car accident that killed my mother, my youngest sister, and our ten year old son. Our eldest and my father survived.

Seeing through my eyes – There are many life experiences that have happened over my nearly fifty years. That’s what this is about. Love it, hate it, but you cannot take it from me and you cannot tell me that my vantage point is wrong. It is through my eyes only.

Peace, Love, and Understanding,

Carole