Written By: Frankie Howley

If there was one thing I was always positively confident in saying it’s that I was (and always have been) a born writer. And after the birth of my twin girls, while raising my son for 13 years, I was pretty certain that my calling as a mother was also quite accurate. That is why it was so difficult for me to digest all the changes that were happening all around me. Changes in my personal relationships; changes in the way I looked at my life, and all of my surroundings; changes that had been building over the past three years and more.

So here is my confession. It all started several months ago. Keeping myself busy with the mundane, everyday tasks of running a household, (while trying to maintain my career in writing), I soon found I was running out of steam and hope. More