I am a writer, a wanderer and a caregiver. I am a Christian. I am a wife, a mom and Aunt B. I guess I'm lots of things...I wear all the figurative hats. This blog will be a little like a collage of my life. I have been the career woman and got the awards and accolades. I have been the caregiver and held the dying hand then planned the funeral. I have been disappointed with God and in awe of His mercy. I love traveling, art, books and my big crazy family.

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Welcome to “Letters from B”

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I used to think my story was written with me cast as the “fixer”. In the starring role, I could fix everything life threw at us and I would continue my reign of control for eternity. Boy, was I wrong. Turns out my story is an ensemble cast of faith and support, where there are no leading roles. It sounds cliché, but we are all in this together. I still crave “fixing” the obstacles life hurls at me, but now I move forward with prayer, family and friends. It's not easy. There is no sugar-coating this life. But, I plan to live it to the fullest by serving others, learning to use my gifts, and have a little fun, too!

I hope you stop by occasionally and see what 'Letters from B' await you. You may be wondering where I got the name for this blog. Well, lots of people I love call me B; and, I enjoy sending cards and letters. I always have. Every once and awhile, someone will say, “I still have that card you sent” or “Do you remember that letter you sent me, I keep it in my desk drawer.” I hadn't really acknowledged the idea that the words I wrote for one moment in time, might last throughout time.

So, here we are on the internet. This is new for me. And, like I said above, it will be a collage of my life. I like that word – collage. I imagine my bedroom wall as a teenager. We had these posters in the high school lunch room of famous music stars and actors eating healthy foods and reminding us to drink our milk. I remember asking one of the hardworking lunch ladies if I could have one when they switched it out for a new one. I ended up with Milli Vanilli. This is where 1980s-90s folks laugh and the younger readers might have to Google the great “Blame it on the Rain” controversy of 1989. No complaints from 17-year old me though. I used it as a centerpiece for my blank wall and started adding words, photos and magazine/newspaper clippings all around it. I think in today's world it would be called a Vision Board. My bedroom wall became a collage of all the things I loved, wanted to do and wisdom I thought I had to share – which is what I want to do here at “Letters from B”.

Talk to you again soon.

Your friend, B

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