I am a writer. I still don’t know if I was born with it or grew into it. I never had a Hollywood-like moment where it all clicked – it was always something that came naturally to me. So when I go through times of trouble, my first thought is always to pick up a pen (or open my laptop) and write it out.
My grandmother passed this week. She will always be the original Jersey Girl, born and raised in North Jersey, similar to me. She taught me so many lessons about being true to myself and going after what makes me happy.
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