The journey that I began 17 years ago is finally taking shape. Back in 2006-2007, I started developing a complex story about love, trials, faith, and devotion. In 2011, another incredible journey began when I became a mom, which put the journey of developing my story aside. Finally, after more than 10 years, 3 children, and tremendous health problems, inspiration struck again, and I am proud to announce that my 1st book, Far Away Hearts Rebekah’s Rosette Part 1, has been published through the continuing efforts of Write 2 Reach. Let’s delve into what started my journey that started over 17 years ago, my inspiration to write, and my brother, one of the most talented and creative people I have ever met.All growing up, we were so close, practically like twins. If one of us was in trouble, the other one would go headfirst into danger to protect the other one. When one of us was being bullied, it didn’t matter if the bully was 3 times our size- No one messed with us, as long as the other one was nearby. The moment the other one would hear about it, that one would rush to protect the one being bullied. Later on, he started getting into writing. His love of writing and his dedication to the arts was so inspiring. So, during high school and college, I started taking creative writing courses and learning from a natural master of the arts. Even after our lives parted for a time, we still had this bond, which I still feel to this day. Sadly, back in 2020, after a horrible battle with some health problems, my brother’s heart gave out on him. I still remember the day when the police officer showed up to tell my parents. I was the one to answer the door, and I remember thinking that it wasn’t possible. Even though he had said for months, that he wasn’t going to live very long and he was making his wishes known to us, I refused to believe that my brother was gone. In the last year of his life, I was so busy with my family, I didn’t see him as much, and when we talked, it was so heart-wrenching, because I knew how much he was hurting. When he passed, I was heartbroken and still am to this day. Every day, I miss him, but I know he’s with me. I know he’s been guiding me and helping me in life. A couple of years after he died, I started writing again, and his continued guidance has helped inspire me to complete these stories, full of the same kind of bonds and heartbreak. I am so grateful that I chose to follow in his footsteps and start this incredible journey