I started writing non-fiction at a time when the only way to make sense of the hard changes in our lives was to spill all the thoughts and feelings on to the page. Through the writing-it-down, it became so very clear to me that I am richly blessed, life can be hard, family and friends are everything, sorrow does not deny joy, and stories matter. And that is why I continue to write. For me. And, I hope that, every once in a while, something that I write touches someone else in a place of connection, a place that recognizes something shared. We can be so alone in this world. We don’t have to be. That’s why I write.