Amanda. Austin, TX.
I am a southern girl who loves sweltering Texas summers, weekends at the beach, afternoons on the lake, writing poetry, reading, hugs and kisses from my nieces, being an aunt and Godmother, chocolate, guacamole, a good sandwich, cold beer, sawdust on a dance floor, a worn pair of jeans and beat up cowboy boots, and the busy streets of New York City. I am passionate, loyal, stubborn, and I like to sing loud in my car with the sunroof open.
Whaddaya wanna know?
"I’m still struggling with her death. She was my best friend and biggest fan." "What’s your happiest memory of her?" "When I graduated from high school, I had to either sing a song or recite a poem. I sang a song that she’d taught me, and she was in the front row, clapping louder than everyone." "Do you remember the song?" “‘I never can forget the day, I heard my mother kindly say, You’re leaving now my tender care; Remember, child, your mother’s prayer.’”