I am just a person, just like you. An old boyfriend got me started in writing. He asked me to write about when we met so that he could remember everything after he was in a near-fatial car accident. I owe him a lot.
Then I found my best critic ever in the man of my dreams, my Bob. Alas he was sticken down way too soon with esphogeal cancer August 27, 2008 after being sick for only three weeks. I miss him terribly.
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