I was eating my breakfast at grandmother Rosemarie's house, when a little green friend peeked out from under the table. That little green feathered friend was Sunshine the parrot. He was eyeing my cereal.
I am a healer.
I am a father, a husband, a brother, and a son.
I am grateful for each new day, and do my best to show this in my life, my actions, and my writing.
I have turned Writing to Heal into a book! You can buy a copy here. http://www.communitypublishing.org/writing-to-heal/
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