For a long time, I felt like the caterpillar in my page heading. The world always seemed against me and nothing ever seemed to go right for me. Just when I thought the worse had happened, there always seemed to be something that made those moments seem like they were a piece of cake to go through.  Those “caterpillar” days have been a source of strength for me.  They give me something to draw on for inspiration when I write my poetry.  They give me moments that I can use to put my life into perspective on those days that everything just seems flat-out crappy.  And they give me the knowledge that no matter how bad it gets, you can always turn it around.

The last few years have been wonderful. All those moments that made me feel like a caterpillar, waiting for the world to end have formed me into a woman who can tell tales not only of tribulations and heartache but also of success and wonder. My world shifted from a dull grey to a world full of vibrant color that words can barely describe. Continue reading →