Alyeska – Free Ebook 8/20

There is so much happening right now, I don’t even know where to start! My birth month has me in such a phenomenal mood. My true Leo instincts are strong and flowing. I’m just ready to burst with how much hard work I’ve put into my writing and overly excited to share it all with you! alyeskacover

  1. Starting Monday, 8/20, my third self-published novel Alyeska will be a FREE ebook for five days only! That’s right! The beauty of the Alaskan mountains, the warmth of a budding romance, the irresistibility of a second chance in life, all bundled in one amazing novel will be yours for FREE. Don’t miss out! See below for an excerpt of Alyeska!
  2. I have finished part one of a three part series that I am calling Guardians – a Touched By Light series. It does have new adult romantic moments, but the focus in this novel is the paranormal aspect. Out of my norm, I know, but once I started on this project, I haven’t been able to stop! I am hoping to have a cover reveal soon! Until then, please enjoy my three written works already available for your reading pleasure.

Grab your copy of Alyeska on 8/20! The Alyeska Ski Resort and Spa awaits your arrival as Ben and Kayleigh fight for their second chance at life. Click below for the first two chapters in their story!

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Why I’m excited for Christmas this year

Honestly, I’m pretty hum-bug when it comes to the holidays. Not because I don’t enjoy the festivities or the family gatherings, but because the logistics of it all. I feel as if each year I have to plan out the entire holiday season month’s in advance, and even then, I’m stressed the entire season. It literally feels like it begins at Halloween, trying to find the right costumes, buy all the candy, and decorate the house. Then it’s hubby’s birthday, Thanksgiving, my daughter’s birthday, Christmas, and New Year’s. It’s become a science after years of practice of how each event will go and is planned, however, even the comfort from these year of practice isn’t what has lifted my spirits for this year.104068278-gettyimages-528107199

This year, I’m excited for the season more than I think I have ever been, and the only thing I can attribute it to is how excited my daughter will be this year. Each years she becomes more aware of her surroundings and excited over gifts and travel. Every year she seems to enjoy the holidays more and more, so this year, I cannot wait to see her reaction to all her gifts and family visits. I can’t wait to see how she reacts to all the food and decorations the season brings. But most of all, I can’t wait to see that ecstatic smile as she takes in all Christmas morning has in store for her this year!

Remembering You

I see your face in every moon, shining down on me.

I see your smile in every sunrise and your beautiful heart in every sunset.

You fill my days with memories, none that will are new.

But now I see you everywhere. 

A constant reminder of you.

Happy birthday, KAK! I miss you everyday.

Holidays Are Upon Us

This time of year is always busy for me and my family. With the release of my new novel, Alyeska, and the various other events in our lives, I’m already stressing thinking about it!photo-1421906375741-f6bda4abe433.jpg

It starts with hubby’s birthday mid-November which I always try and make a big deal because you only turn your age once. There’s always a lot of poking and prodding in order to figure out what he would actually like to do for his big day, not to mention what he would like as a gift. He literally changes his mind on both accounts at least a dozen times before we have anything concrete in place a week before.

Next is Thanksgiving, and as we all know, that’s an undertaking in and of itself. A tradition I tried to start when my daughter was born was having the event at our house with all extended family and segment the meal preparations between us. That way everyone could spend the holiday together, and we wouldn’t have to run around visiting a bunch of different places. Due to some work related scheduling issues that is out the window this year.

It’s going to be a year of endurance like when hubby and I first ventured out on our own. We had a total of four Thanksgiving events and five for Christmas. Not necessarily a good thing, but events have become less, so it should only be two, maybe three events for Thanksgiving and Christmas this year.

Then comes my daughter’s birthday. We normally (I say normally even though we’ve only had one birthday for her so far) have her party early in the month due to travel during the holidays. Her first birthday, I went all out and invited way too many people! Not that I didn’t love each and every one of them for being there, but it was just very stressful to plan, organize, and host. I feel like I barely got to spend any time with my daughter on her special day.

This year I plan to keep things a bit lower key. Fewer people, less decorating, just more focus on my daughter! I have all the decorations I plan on doing, so all I need is food and drinks. Well, and to send out the invite.

Finally, Christmas. I have family that live about four hours away, so twice a year we go visit, and Christmas is one of those times. We will make the trip and spend two nights away from home then travel back on Christmas Eve in time for Santa to arrive at our house for Christmas morning. That day will be spent with my in-laws and hubby’s extended family then a day or two after with mine. family-in-snow

I haven’t even begun to shop yet! I am absolutely determined to not think about Christmas until Black Friday at the earliest. I won’t go out shopping during that mess, having worked in retail before, but I might start getting ideas for gifts in all the sale catalogs from my comfy couch.

The holidays are upon us, and with everything this time of year brings, I try to remind myself to enjoy it in the midst of the chaos. It really is a beautiful time year that brings families together, and in a blink of an eye, its over then we’ll be celebrating the New Year. AH! Haven’t even dared to think that far ahead!

Love, Life, and Loss

Almost a year ago, in exactly seventeen more days, my daughter entered this world.

I know there are better introduction sentences in the classic novels of history. – Call me Ishmael. – A screaming comes across the sky. – Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. True written masterpieces of art! But I tell you this, none of those have moved me greater than the one written above. As each day passes, and the number dwindles down, I find myself becoming an even bigger mass of emotions.

Panic. Love. Anxiety. Peace. Despondent. Elated.

This tiny human who grew inside of me then entered this world via me has been part of my life for almost an entire year. From this wrinkly, sleepy little creature who fit so perfectly on my chest to the now taller than my head to waist wiggle worm, she has grown so much. I can hardly believe that all of three-hundred and forty-eight days ago I was desperately waiting to see her face for the first time when now all I see in my mind’s eye is her silly smile and bright eyes.  

I will never know a greater joy then to see my daughter’s face. I will never know a more peaceful moment then when she is asleep in my arms. I will never be able to forget a moment I spend with her for the rest of my life because I try my hardest to live my time with her with everything I am.

I know, I’m sappy today, and it has everything to do with what today is. Today is the day of the funeral for my maternal grandfather four months after my maternal grandmother’s passing. I guess you can say I’m contemplating time and mortality. Both of my grandparents lived long lives into their seventies, and I know they lived well, but how long is long enough?

I’ve heard older people say, “I’ve lived a long and happy life, so I’m ready to move on to the next stage.”, but how do they ever come to that point? Will I ever understand their feeling of a life complete? I couldn’t imagine one day suddenly feeling like I had lived every moment I could live when life continues to happen around me.

Maybe they are just at peace with the way their lives played out and know that whatever greater moment there is after this life, they will still in someway play a part in the current world they live in. Maybe they realize that while their bodies may not be here, the love they shared will never die as long as their loved ones live and share it with others.

I guess I take solace in knowing the love I felt for my grandparents is still within me even though it is stung with the pain of loss. I think I’ll hold onto their memory a little tighter today, and know that it won’t die within me as long as I share it with my loved ones. And I think I know who I will start with.