I've spent lots of time on my own these later middle-aged years; and I've decided that this would be a good time to begin telling my story.  I've started many times and my words and thoughts always end up scrapped.  A few reasons that cross my mind are that sometimes I am not sure if my story is interesting enough or maybe know one will care.  Who am I and why do you want to listen to me?  I sometimes doubt that my thoughts would really matter to someone else.  I'm at the point that I realize that I'm not doing it for others or the public.  I really think I want to just vent it.  So with this in mind I have decided to dedicate this website to journaling, my creative process and to express myself to other's that are like me.  I will share this journal mainly because I think it would be great if others would benefit from my experience in some way.

I am fairly educated.  I put myself through school after a very bumpy childhood.  I was unable to accept my family situation and I thought it was a good idea to leave my family at a very young age.  I look back and realize that me being the person I am would probably do the same thing again, even knowing how things went along the way.  I was a very sheltered girl and I did not know what type of world that I was running to.  I realize now that my situation could have been far worse knowing what I know today about people, the environment and the many struggles that are a part of life for many children, as well as younger and older adults.  It's not easy out there and it never has been easy. My story takes place in Western Canada, specifically BC and Alberta.  I left home for the first time when I was 13 years old.