From a 1974 motorcycle crash in upstate New York my memoir was born. Seven years of diary writing was the only medicine helping me through confusion and memory loss. Slowly the friendship of storytelling filled the diaries with life’s struggles, victories and lost love. Lyric writing naturally flowed out one snowy night and a goal, a dream came alive.

January of 2002 after having major surgery I began reading 240 diaries and shaping events. Honoring God by illuminating my trials and blessings was my motive for writing. Telling the story of God’s love became my objective. By 2007 I quit one part time job to carve out quality time as writing matured into a daily labor of love..