my parents told me at age 36 that i was a twin. i wasn’t the youngest of three girls after all, i was a big sister! my little brother, born 45 minutes after me, was stillborn. that is a lot to swallow at any age. that evening became one of many that i wrote poems about my twin, and began to put my thoughts onto paper. once i got a pen in my hand, i couldn’t stop! this truly was a gift i received from my dad. writing came easy for me; it was like therapy. living out the life experiences would prove to be the difficult part. i believe that living life is how we make memories and memories should be told. anyone can think anything but it means so much more when we commit it to paper. my dream is that something i live will prove to help someone else. in 1984 i married my best friend, and twelve years later, the most beautiful daughter completed our family. i’ll take her hand and we’ll conquer the trials of life together making memories. we’ll catch words in a jar, as if we were catching butterflies. when a title comes along, i’ll write it down, a line, an entire passage, and so on. sometimes an entire page may be filled and there will be no title worthy of the print. my ultimate writing goal is to write a children’s series about the life and challenges of a dyslexic girl. my daughter is dyslexic and having someone to relate to, i feel, would be great for all dyslexic children and would encourage them to read. you can ask any dyslexic if they like to read, and 9 out of 10 will tell you no. how awesome to change this way of thinking for them. i won’t let the written word become extinct. i’ll commit to the journey of writing not only for myself, but for others as well. won’t you come along? read more about me at shelleytrammell.com