My writing friends,
As far as I can remember, the first creative thing I wrote was when I was eleven. My mom and dad and aunt and uncle came back to my aunt and uncle's farmhouse in Ohio, where we were staying for a visit because my Grandma Higley was sick. When they told us kids she had passed, I went upstairs and, for some reason was very determined to write a poem. I did and it was read at the funeral service for my Grandma.
Earlier this month, I spent a week with my m