When The Little Girl Within Me Begins To Sing Of Glen Rogers And Us

Daddy-Bob died a few months before my thirteenth birthday. Before we left Glen Rogers, West Virginia, and relocated to Pennsylvania, I buried thirteen years of my life on graveyard hill. It wasnat until age forty-three that the streams of my past life and the rivers of my present life became acquainted and flowed together into an ocean of meaning and revelation.
It took me seventeen years to complete this book as mentally, I experienced excruciating pain as each memory brought me face to face with both the negative and positive experiences of my childhood. The little girl and the woman meet at last, bonding, learning from each other and gaining courage to move forward as a TOTAL woman.