Once upon a time I was . . . the wife of a talented artist and lover of bicycles, the mother of an introvert who pretends to be Christopher Robin, a wrangler of two poorly behaved terriers, and an aspiring novelist living in the beautiful (and usually cold) city of Chicago.

Now I am . . . the wife of a gun slinging Officer who rarely does art and gets thorns in his bicycle tires, the mother of a boy who loves that his backyard is made of dirt, the chaser of the same naughty terriers, and I am still an aspiring novelist (who really just enjoys writing) living a desert life on the Border of Mexico.