I come from a family of writers, and always felt words within me. It took the crucible of childhood cancer to release them. I began a Caring Bridge journal in 2008, and it became a safe way to process all that we went through. And I discovered the joy and satisfaction of throwing words on the page. Thankfully, that is behind us now, but I still see much that I must process and thus, this blog. Enjoy, or not, but please be kind.