I wrote my first poem at about four years old. I still remember it, probably because it was only two lines long. But I was extremely proud of it! I put it to music and sang it over and over all day long. My momma and grandmother happily supported and encouraged me. After having my own kids, and them repeating the same phrases, songs, or just my name over and over, I imagine my momma and grandmother were just being nice. But it started a lifetime of writing. Although, I never thought I’d be writing this story, Unraveled, Time to Forgive, A True Ending to Murder.

The story is about my momma and brother being murdered when I was a little girl. After this, as I grew up, my grandmother told me one day I needed to write our story. I tried to write it a few times, but the words wouldn’t come. Years later, after my grandmother passed, the words started to flow. It came as one sticky note here and another note there. Then when my kids were grown, I felt led to put it all together, for them. I believe God guided my hand and filled my heart with what He wanted me to tell. But that’s another book. Then a few years later the truth behind their murders came out. After 50 years being unsolved, Unraveled, Time to Forgive, A True Ending to Murder gives the surprising end. 

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​The book tells about my life of tragedy and secrets that I thought I had dealt with many years ago after their murders. But when the truth came out, I realized I still had many feelings and emotions unattended to. The main one being unforgiveness. And when this happened, I turned to God and His Word. I didn’t know how to deal with it.