As a teen my objects of desire found their way into love poems. &nbsp;During a painful breakup in college and the help of a creative writing course the poems became stories. Marriage, children, divorce and re-entering the dating scene in my late forties spawned new opportunities for short stories.&nbsp;A career in clinical medicine expanded to medical marketing and publishing over the last decade, allowing my creativity to bloom. &nbsp;<br /> <br /> Dealing with the death of my mother over a decade ago taught me that journals were the ideal outlet for my feelings. Often the thoughts we cannot share with others can be freely expressed for our eyes only. &nbsp;Years later an old psychology professor told me journals are one of the best methods of self-therapy. &nbsp;Turns out, they are some of the best sources of stories.<br /> <br /> As my aging process continues, I become ever thankful for the journals that help me remember the pain, the joy and the humor life throws my way. &nbsp;Loves lost, career disappointments,and friends who have left this earth can all be revisited in my journals. &nbsp;Of course now there are emails, text messages and social networks to remind us of our daily meanderings along life's path.<br /> <br /> I hope you enjoy my subtle humor and my heartfelt love of those who constantly teach me to appreciate all this wonderful life has to offer. &nbsp;