This is who I am.
I am a Mother. Four little girls call me “Mommy,” and I can’t imagine life any other way, and hey, without them my blogging material would be quite slim.
I am a Treasure Hunter. I hold a degree in Classical & Near Eastern Archaeology. Yet, I learned that I loved people more than I loved dead civilizations and I became a missionary instead. Archaeology did, however, take me all over the world. I’ve traveled by plane, ship, boat, bus, taxi and camel-drawn cart and experienced enough adventure for two lifetimes. These days I don’t venture too far from home but I will always be a Treasure Hunter, that illusive beach shell and the local yard sale treasures are always waiting to be discovered. And once in a while, in a magical moment of inspiration, I even find treasure in a string of words.
I am a Survivor. That may be a tale for another day.
This is who I am. I am all these things and more.
I am one who writes. I write with no agenda. I write simply, and for no other reason than I am compelled to write. I write because I am compelled. I write with the hope that something I have written would cause my Reader to depart from this silly little blog with a smile on their face. I write to touch a chord in a Reader’s heart and to give hope to those who have little or none. I write to bring light to the dark places.
I am one who writes because my life has already been written by the Hand of the Creator and I hope that somewhere in the midst of these feeble written (often ridiculous) words, He would be visible to those with eyes to see.
I have no goal or prize in sight, I write simply to write and display to the world my Clothing of Joy.
PS – If you would like to read the full version find it at This is Who I Am.