A small feeling of discontentment splintered deep inside me. I couldn’t identify the source, but it nagged at me, creating a yearning for more.
I have always been fascinated by differences among individuals, how we learn, and how the mind works. That fascination led me to the classroom, where I taught students with special needs.
My fascination turned into a passion as each child’s unique needs surfaced. An alarming trend in those needs shattered my heart: many of my students were unable to read. I was driven to help them.
I took a multitude of classes and workshops in search of the best method to teach reading. When I found a philosophy that worked, I began privately tutoring.
Of course, my professional life didn’t exist in a vacuum; my family was growing, and my husband’s new business was thriving. I had to find creative ways to chase my passion while balancing my diverse roles.
I found a balance that worked: tutoring and contracting in the county where my children attended school. It was a perfect blend of my passion and my ever-growing responsibilities, but it was short-lived. The economy changed and school funding plummeted. Contracted services became a commodity. I was left with a tough decision.
I made a choice.
My path shifted.
A void was created inside me, and the need for more settled in.
Writing filled that void. It wasn’t something I planned, or ever desired to do, but a story began to develop along with a new passion.
I am now in the process of learning the fine details of my new passion. I want to share the story I have created, but first I want to make sure it is the best it can be.
In the meantime, I hope to connect with you through this website. Please find a relaxing spot and read through my Work In Progress posts, and be sure to leave a comment—I value your feedback!