Author of OH MOTHER, PLEASE

Chronologically I am five months shy of being two decades old. Mentally and spiritually I have surpassed many decades. I find solace in a breeze on a warm summer’s day. I take mental notes while I am out eating in the cafe of the lives that are going on around me. Both of my parents died before I graduated high school. My dad died a few months before I graduated 6th grade and my mother died a week before I graduated high school. I plan on going to college in the fall of 02 and majoring in broadcast communication with a minor in political science. I long to walk into a bookstore and see my Memoir setting upon the best seller shelf. I want people to understand that life is what you make of it. I want people to stop living in the future and blaming unknown sources for their faults. I hope to share with people the meaning of life through my experiences so they can live easier without having to experience first hand.I have written many chapters on my life taking you through life in the south,being poor and all that throughout life. At this age I could easily write a book on my life and fill each page with stories. My mother named me after a fern in a movie, you may call me Heather.