One of my favorite poets, and lines.

I wish I could share some of my earlier musings, just to be able to look back and see where I was then and where I am now.

But alas, my first husband burned all of my notebooks. He destroyed many things when he found I was finally leaving.

Better to have gotten out alive without my material things, than not at all.

If you’ll leave a private note with an email, I’ll share a PDF of my memoir if you’d like. 💙

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