I'm from Summerfield, NC. I grew up with the best role models any child could ever want or need. My Mother, Aunt and Uncle and my great grand parents. The Parrishes and Swains. Most of my fondest childhood memories were spent with my great grandpa, Alfred. I was his shadow. Everywhere he went, I was two steps behind. Probably because I was too busy pulling my britches up in order to chase after my beloved idol. (I was very skinny, and nothing fit me.) Needless to say, when he passed on in 1984, I was heart broken. But my memories of him will never fade.

  As for my Mother- she's a wonderful woman! She has gone through so much for me and my sisters, that words can never express our graditude for bringing us up the best way she could. She didn't have an easy life and when I came along, it kinda made it even more difficult for her. But she didn't give up. She worked, saved and paid with blood, sweat and tears. And I hope to one day be able to return the favor for all that hard work. "I love you Mom"!

  I know some of you are wondering why I'd put all this in my Bio. Mainly because these people had a hand in bringing me up. Molding me into the person I am today. Without their guidance, stern words, praise and affection, I'm sure I would have turned out to be less than what I am today. Which is a proud parent of three beautiful children. Married to a wonderful man of 17 years and counting.

  I'm not sure what else anyone would want to know about me. I'm 5ft 4in. I have long black hair with a silver streek. Got that Mortisha thing going on! (LOL) I have brown eyes and a mole on my nose. (Which, my great grandpa tried to wash off when I was a kid. He thought it was dirt.)

  I love to read. My favorite authors are: Anne McCaffrey, Melanie Rawn, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Trudi Canavan, James Howe, Dan Brown, Walter Farely and JR Ward. But the list could go on, so I'll end it there.

  I love to draw, and I'll post a few things I like as and when I have time.

Now, for those of you wanting to know why I love Ancient Egypt so much, this is the story....

  Back in sixth grade, my class went on a field trip to see, Ramesses the Great. I remember the excitement building on the long bus ride there. And peering out the square window as the driver pulled into the massive parking lot. Banners filled your view with images of Pharaoh Ramesses!

  Standing in line waiting to get in seemed an eternity. And I must admit being angry because our school only booked a tour to see Ramesses and his treasure. We wouldn't see any mummies that accompanied the tour from Egypt. So I took my time (which led to me being at the end of the line and my teacher prompting me to hurry up) gazing at remarkable pieces of elaberate jewellry, neck collars, head pieces, bracelets, amulets and various other artifacts.

  Captivated by it all, I felt something akin to grief and sadness when the teacher took me by the arm to catch up with the class. It seemed that no matter how long I lovingly stared at each individual piece of jewllery, pottery, furniture... I wanted more! And so, from that one trip, I became obsessed. I had to read everything I could get my hands on about the Ancient civilization, the Egyptians.

  So, there you go. Short, I know. But you managed to get a little info out of me. (smiling) If there are any questions you want to ask, feel free to email me on sandwalkers@btinternet.com

  Hugs,
  Anita