I grew up in upstate New York and summered on Lake George. In spite of being an honor's English student, I didn't dream of becoming a writer. My mother was a storyteller—forever spilling tales that made you laugh out loud until your face hurt. Dad wrote letters that caused your back to ache as he described camping across Australia and whole body shudders as you envisioned his plunging into the cold waters of an Adirondack lake.
I'd set my sights on nursing by the time I turned four years old. I didn't waiver from that path, although I'm sure my instructors wondered why not. At twenty-one, I began a fulfilling career that enabled me to work as a registered nurse all the way across America. In the mid sixties, I married a Texan and settled near the Gulf Coast. Starting out as an office nurse in an Ob-Gyn practice, I stood next to my boss, Dr. Ron Paul, and cried at the miraculous beauty of every delivery. I relished assisting Ron in surgery, developed and taught a course on newborn parenting, and mentored a number of nursing aspirants. Later I stepped into the world of practice management, hospital development, marketing and business. I married Ron's brother Wayne in 1982.
On June 17, 2004, I received a phone call that altered the entire direction of my life. As I learned how the call came about, I had no choice but to write the story. It turned into a book, an introduction to a magnanimous New York agent, led me to a Christian Women's Critique Group and speaking engagements. If ever I had doubts of God's grace, there were none left by the end of that first year.
Then I awakened to the fact I needed to learn how to write, to immerse a reader into the agony, the twists and turns, upheavals and sheer joy of this story. The more I learned, the more I realized I knew nothing. My dear critique group helped me turn my straightforward narrative into a novel. I wrote a little poetry and a few short stories.
Drawing from my experiences as an administrator in an assisted living community and caring for my mother as she aged, I tackled a humorous self-help book. A light, practical look at doing everything possible to stay out of a nursing home. The next story is true and gives me goose bumps, although it's still in my head. Step back, kids. The writer in me is on the loose!
I live on a lake in East Texas with Wayne and two Labs. My greatest pleasures come from hearing the stories of family, friends, and guests.