I was born and raised in Chicago, Illinois. When I was eleven my mother moved us all to Jefferson City, Missouri. It was the best thing that could have happened to our family.  I loved our new town where people didn't necessarily worry about locking their doors at night or locking their car doors either. It was a huge change from the inner city of Chicago where people nearly had to baracade themselves inside their homes with bars and several locks just to feel safe. Jefferson city was a great place to grow up. 

   I also became interested in going to the local public library. Me and one of the neighborhood girls would walk to the Library at least twice a week. We'd hang out there and just have fun, believe it or not. Fun at the Library? Yes, we had fun at the library. At the library I seemed to be drawn by the Romance section and would scour the bookshelves for the latest or interesting novel I could read as fast as I could, Unforturnately most of these books were the seedy and sensual novels that children should not read (I'm a firm believer that libraries too should have a rating system on certain books, so that young children can't check them out). So, by the time I was 13 years-Old I had read at least 100 'romance' books. I didn't realize even then that I had a talent for writing until a small seed was planted by my 9th grade English teacher who encouraged me to enter a story in our school newspaper I wrote about my upbringing in the Chicago inner city streets. Regretfully I didn't enter the writing. It would be several years and reading books later, well into my twenties before I caught up with the passion living inside me to write.

   But even before that, I gave birth to my Son, my sophmore year in college. I soon realized I had to grow up pretty quickly in order to take care of my son. I took off from school for two years to raise my soon and work to put food on the table. But when my son was almost three-years-old I enrolled back in college. So, at that time I was taking care of my son, working two jobs, and going to school full time. It was tough but when you have goals you have to find a way to press through.

   As my life went on like that, I found somewhat of an escape in writing. I really didn't take my writing seriously, as mentioned above, until I was in my mid-twenties and by then I had graduated from Lincoln University with a B.S. In Psychology. I had also found a job within my professional field. I was working with at risk youth at a youth treatment facility.

   I didn't realize until I was 28 years old that through it all, Jesus was watching over me and helping me along the way. As a little girl I had always attended church, even if I was the only one from my family who had; I was put on that bus that came around the neighborhood and picked up those needing a ride. Needless to say, my household wasn't the spiritual household God designed for children to grow up in, my mother was a 'confessing christian' but didn't have the faith, therefore lacked the actions to back her confession up. Anyway, for several years after I went off to college I didn't go to church at all and didn't understand the meaning of Having A Personal Relationship With The Lord. But then I started hearing a voice call out to me and convictions began to take root in my life, then I felt compelled to find a church family. I also began taking my writing seriously and wanted to become a published author. And because I had read so many of those senual novels I had inialially started my first novel off as a sensual novel...But God wouldn't have it and convictions began taking hold of the talent that God had put in me, and so I basically started over with my first book "The Queit Strength Within" and gave God the Glory instead by producing something that was wholsome but realistically displayed the challenges that young Christians face in a world of constant temptation.

   But anyway, I met my husband (then boyfriend), who at the time was a Christian in a backsliding state of mind. But I still could see God living within him, so both of us together began seeking God and strengthing our relationship with Him. Before our Spiritual Journey really begad we had  moved in together, but because of  the convictions growing we had to seperate and stop playing house with each other, because we understood that living with each other was outside of God's Will. We also stopped having pre-marital sex with each other as well because this too was outside of God's Will.  He moved back to his hometown and within a year I followed. I found a house for me and my son while Michael remained living in a seperate apartment. We continued to hold to our convictions. We got engaged within a few months and was married about a year and half later. We officially blended our family together. I had my son and he had three children from a previous relationship and marriage. We also had been going to his family Church, Promiseland Family Church.

   Today, I'm a published Author, married and have a wonderful family.My husband and I operate our Homebased Business where we help middle america acquire quality legal services and Identity theft protection through a Pre-Pay Alternative. I give God all the glory for the blessings that he's given so readily. I thank him for the platform that he's given me to share about His Glory; it surely doesn't belong to me.