I used to define myself as an aspiring writer, a researcher, a nurse, a mental health advocate, a divorcee, and a mother of two grown daughters. This year I am shedding the labels and learning to just be me.
I have a restless spirit and an open heart, and neither is easily broken.
I have a lot of adventures ahead of me, and I am looking forward to seeing where my goals take me this year.
I dedicate this blog to my mom, Shirley, who bravely lived with a diagnosis of paranoid schizophrenia during a time when the stigma was the greatest.