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Middle Grade Mystery Novel
Mimi, scarred from a devastating car accident, is sent to live with the reclusive great uncle she has never met. All she knows is that he lives in a mansion that has been in the family for over 200 years and rarely goes out during the day. Soon after arriving she stumbles across a treasure hunt left unsolved since the early days of WWII. Following the clues she uncovers the truth about her family and about acceptance of oneself and others.
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Memoir
“We all face a series of great opportunities brilliantly disguised as impossible situations.”
Charles R Swindoll
A few months before I found the lump in my breast I took a picture of this quote. It was on the wall in a science lab I was touring at Pepperdine. It became my first post on my blog, “My Story Right Now.”
This was how I chose to see cancer, as a great opportunity.
My diagnosis was hard won. It took three months to determine that what we felt was cancer but within 5
minutes of finally hearing “You have cancer.” I had made a decision that would inform the next 2 and ½
years of my life and informs my life to this day. I put my kids first.
Not in the “Mom comes last and is selfless,” way. No, I chose to use this great opportunity as a way to teach my girls how to get through anything that was upsetting, scary, impossible or devastating in their lives. I would be the example I wanted to give them. I would live up to the women I wanted them to grow up to be. As a result when I got scared or depressed or anxious I remembered my kids and that I wanted to show them how to live fully in the middle of devastation and how to move forward despite
everything that would try to stop us.
A dear friend said to me, “I wish I could bottle your attitude.” To her I say now, “Here is your bottle.”