You’ll find my official bio on my Media page but here’s the lo-down.
A Few Facts
I was born and raised on the beautiful island of Bermuda.
I actually don’t like sand. It’s scratchy and sticky and stays on your skin for days – yeah, sand and I have issues.
I live on an island, but I hate to fly. Unfortunately, if I want to go anywhere, I don’t have a choice, so I grin (or grit my teeth), and bear it!
I love roses and orchids and I try to grow both. I like gardening but I need to keep it simple.
I love dogs. Growing up, I had two wonderful mutts, Mickey and Muffie (can you tell I was born to be a writer?), then once I married and had my own kids, we made Border Collies our dog of choice. Because I needed more to do… Noah keeps me busy, still energetic at 7 years, and he is my third child!
I love the lake. We have a cottage in Northern Ontario, and this is where I hide out every summer, with the loons, chippies, squirrels, raccoons and the occasional bear.
I’m madly in love with the man of my dreams, and this year we celebrate THIRTY YEARS of marriage! How is that even possible? Good times, bad times and crazy times, but what incredible blessings we’ve been given along the way. We have two awesomely talented children – our son is a musician, and the second half of an amazing duo called The Western Den, his girlfriend being the other half. Our daughter is a photographer, with a growing clientele here in Bermuda and we love looking at shots from Sarah E Photography! Her husband is a firefighter, and we’re so proud of him too. My Dad and step-mom live close by in Bermuda, so we see them a lot. My sister and her family live in the US and I love visiting with them.
I grew up in a Christian home. We went to church every Sunday. I believed in God and I knew who Jesus was, but I didn’t understand the need to surrender my life to Him. The summer I was fifteen, I returned home after two years at boarding school in England. I wasn’t sure where I was going in September, but I knew I couldn’t go back to England. I hated it and I just wanted to be home. My friend invited me to go on a Young Life trip with her, and my parents thought I should. There, in the beautiful surroundings of Saranac village in upstate New York, I met Jesus. I also met the man who would become my husband. Funny how that works, huh? Some thirty odd (and some of them have been extremely odd 🙂 ) years later, I’m still learning how to fully surrender to Christ, and my faith is continually evolving and growing.
I could go on and on, but suffice to say, life is good and I’m loving it!