Widowed mother of two teenagers, Allison Behr, cannot let go of her dead husband’s memory. Life is flat. Work isn’t stimulating. The only reason she tries is for her children. She is resolved to be alone for the rest of her life dreaming of the day she can hold her love in her arms again. To her frustration, even her dreams are telling her to move on.
Most of my childhood I lived in Lincoln, NE. I knew the large city and embraced it. Then, for my freshman year of high school, my parents moved me to Star Valley, WY. To say the least, I was devastated. I couldn’t believe my parents were torturing me by moving to a town that seemed to be ten years behind the rest of the world. But after accepting the move and making some good friends, I loved the valley.
And the best thing, that’s where I met my husband. Yeah, I married my high school sweet heart. We are still going strong after twenty-one years and six kids, five girls and one boy. Our two oldest are grown and married. We now enjoy two beautiful grandkids, a boy and girl.
I have a degree in accounting, and always did well in math. But I have a wild imagination and finally had to let it out. I’ve always told my kids to follow their dreams. If they want something and work hard, they can do anything.
It was time I listened to my own words and be true to myself.
I work full-time, take care of my kids but in my down time, I write. Any free minute I can find, I get as many words down as I can.