No more silence. No more shame.
*WRITING THE WRONG*
About the Author
Mags Karn is a wife, mother, RN, activist, and teacher. She also enjoys landscaping with native plants, interior design, reading, writing, Scrabble and other word games, organizing, volunteering, photography, getting together with old friends, and chatting with new friends via social media platforms. She and her family live in the United States with their dudley lab and two older kitties.
The eldest of three girls, this author inherited her mother’s good teeth, her father’s hideous toes (well, to be fair, they are perfectly lovely toes - for a man!) and the wild banshee hair of a sasquatch. Serious by nature, one can only imagine her horror at discovering that as a little girl (ok, SIXTEEN!), sleepwalking, she mistook the wet/dry shop-vac for a potty! Clearly unable to show her face in public school again, she skipped her last year of high school in lieu of an Early Admissions university program to major in psychology. She later attended an R. N. program on the American Heart Foundation Scholarship. After completing nursing school, she spent her nursing career in cardiology and emergency medicine (including the Code Team, ambulance, ER, nuclear stress testing, etc.) - you know, all the low-stress jobs. After taking many years off to raise her children, she now teaches part-time at a local health system's training center.
Happily Ever Laughter
Mags “met” her husband, the love of her life, in 1992 by responding to his personal ad on Prodigy. Prodigy? What's that?!
The ad read:
VA SWM TRVLR SEEKS SWF
I am 37, DWM, 5’9”, 160 pounds, brown hair, blue eyed, attractive. I travel throughout U.S., Europe and Far East on behalf of my own company. Travel is exciting, but lonely. If you’re a SWF or DWF 25-40, drop me a line and let’s talk.”
…if you like piña coladas, and getting caught in the rain…
Well, they wrote and phoned and e-mailed for a few months before finally exchanging photos. And THAT was the last she heard from him! Well, ok, to be fair, that is more her version of the story than his. He says she just quit writing to him, then changed e-mail addresses (in an even more impressive attempt to ditch him), and only through single-minded perseverance, to the exclusion of all other duties, was he able to track her down nearly a year later, at which time they resumed their long-distance courtship. They finally met in person for the first time nearly two years after she answered his ad. And the rest, as they say, is history.
Privacy, Please
This book was written under a pen name, with the permission, encouragement, and full blessings of the author's husband, Perry, and three daughters, Evie, LaLa, & Phoebs. All characters' names have been changed in order to protect this family's privacy. If you happen to recognize anyone in this story, please do not in any way identify them by name, location, or any other means, in any format. Ever. Except in private. Thank you for understanding.
Connect with Mags
As with many other families whose children will soon leave the nest (or have already done so), the author is finding her way in the ever-changing landscape that is her life. If you find yourself relating to this or to any of the themes in her book (about child abuse, sibling incest, adoption, cancer, transplant, hopelessness, judicial injustices, healing, etc.) or to any of her hobbies, jobs, or past times, or to the high cost of school supplies, how frustrating it is when the pay-at-the-pump doesn't spit out a receipt, why it is that organic foods need labels, how cool it is to have bobcats and deer (not at the same moment) share your yard, or pretty much anything else of interest to you... she would love to connect with you!
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