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I've always been able to express myself with my writings better than with my mouth. I've used my writing as a form of therapy, gifts, journaling and words of encouragement. I was the one the family came to and had me write the poems for the funerals of loved ones I've always known I wouldn't be famous or have money due to this gift, but I could be heard. I'm from a small town in Idaho. I've lived there the majority of my 48years. I've had to learn to be strong through a series of events that I've had to call my life.
I've got 5 kids ranging in ages...30,25,14,13,12
I'm proud to be a
Nah-Nah of 5 wonderful grand babes. I'm at a time in my life where I've done a bit of a lot of things😏
I was married young and had a 6 month old crying baby at my graduation. I Divorced 16 years later and remarried for another 16 years and then became a Widow. Now I'm finely buying a home and I'm happy in love with a man that is perfectly imperfect to me. Knowing nothing but being a mom and a wife I was truly lost. I've been coming into a time in my life after my father has been diagnosed with cancer where my own immortality is staring me in the face. I am finely going to pamper Torri a bit and do some of the things I love. Writing! I probably will never see what most would call real print. But I'm happy to maybe get some feedback from my fellow lovers of the Pencil and Paper. - ReD
- Idaho
- JoinedSeptember 9, 2017
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Stories by ReDz-RantZ
- 6 Published Stories
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A family who's father is addicted to Meth. He's struggling to over come his addiction and his abusive ways.
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