About

Throughout my life, I have enjoyed the personal freedom and unique expression that the art of writing has given me. I cherish words, especially expressing my thoughts, my emotions, my life experiences via the written word. I have healed and have learned to heal through my writing. Writing comes very naturally to me. It is a gift of mine; one gift of mine. And I love this gift tremendously. I use this gift often. Life is my inspiration and my pen and/or keyboard effortlessly produces at every whim.

I am of Greek and Albanian decent, which is my beloved father’s contribution. I am also of Irish and Scottish decent, as my beloved mother completes my make-up. My given name is Melissa, which I hold in high regard, as my parents would always tell me the story of my name’s meaning: honeybee. I am an only child and both of my parents have returned home; giving more meaning to what they named me and more meaning to the legacy my writing will provide.

I am of the mindset that WE are all connected; that WE are just passing through this gorgeous experience; that WE are resilient humans despite any diversity we may encounter.

Our mindset or heart’s calling is what enables us to heal, grieve, remember, and blossom with lived experiences that shape who we are to become; ever transforming us with the truth that can help ourselves and one another heal and recover.

Simply stated and from the heart, my life’s calling is not to be anything, but humble, kind, and grateful.

I love people; I can relate to anyone. I recognize that my life experiences have bestowed this additional gift, which I have received with open arms and by which I honor every single day.

I grew up near the beach. I love to travel to the mountains. Every day I look up to the heavens and thank my Lord for my life.

I fell in love with an environmental scientist. His parents have gifted him the legacy of the natural, scientific world, which I am ever grateful for and by which he and they continue to pass on to our children.

As, I experience every glorious stage of my body, I gracefully hug myself and accept it all: what was once, what I am now, what is still possible. My body has and will always be my temple. I feed it love and compassion, or at least try to. I show it grace and I do not take it’s daily grind for granted. To me, beauty is way beyond our physical appearance. Everyone is beautiful; I recognize this.

One day I hope to tame my wild, curley, and white wiry hair! In the meantime, happy reading and happy writing!

Ever grateful,

Melissa