My 1st Journalist Byline and More


I have a second blog now. Which will get more regular posts as it pertains to more everyday chat. This will be where I continue to post about my writing. Both blogs are without a proper domain for right now. That should be corrected in a few days.

https://overespresso.blogspot.com/

My husband and I are in the process of joining a Christian ministry called Sonset Solutions. I have started writing for them in their news letter. The link below was my1st byline. I hope you find it informative and moving.

https://sonsetsolutions.org/illuminating-haitis-darkest-days/

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