About

I was born and raised in America in the 70's by a single mother.

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I  spent 15 years living and working abroad for multiple fortune 500 companies and became an executive

by the age of 30.

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I became fully integrated into life as a foreigner having obtained permanent residency in three countries,

the only thing I couldn't do is vote.

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 I came back to the United States in 2009 to care for my mother who was diagnosed with

stage 4 cancer. Accessing healthcare for my mother and my infant son who had open heart surgery in

Europe was a hard road in America. It seemed like a battle to obtain the care they both needed.  

My son was not able to get healthcare coverage (because of his pre-existing condition) so all his

heart checks I paid out of pocket, using my savings. I paid $3,200.00 every month for the first year,

just for the check ups.

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The surgery thankfully was a 100% success in Europe and the checks were all he needed. 

My mom had been dropped by her oncologist because he no longer accepted HMO's.

This journey was a daily nightmare which changed drastically when the affordable care act passed. 

I watched our congress work tuning into the congressional meetings and praying

that our elected officials passed this bill that would save me from falling deeper into debt was like watching

a boxing match that I bet everything on.

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I was fortunate to have built up a significant savings while in Europe, but we went through it quick as

I could not work or even find work, due to the downturn of the economy and the full time job of caring

for my mother and infant son. I sold every beautiful possession we had for pennies on the dollar to just  survive.

 I am forever grateful to all of those that helped my family during these hard times.

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This journey lead me to being on welfare after having had a successful career my entire adult life.

This journey was hard to bare, it was humbling, depressing and a fight everyday.  

I slowly rose out of poverty in spite of all the roadblocks. 

The American dream is still possible.

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Politics had become a war instead of differing opinions and it was awful to witness my friends fighting

each other and friends fighting me, I couldn't believe how personal politics had become.

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I realized this country felt different. I struggled to assimilate back into the American way of life, I felt like a

foreigner in my own country.

This journey lead me to the conclusion, we need to find the middle ground, it was lost along the way.

The middle is where we can talk about the hard issues, as we are in this together!

Through understanding each other we can accept each others differences and forge a path

of unity while maintaining our diversity.

The Middle is where I'll be.

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My Poem 

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