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Wife and Mother

I’ve held a lot of titles in my life, but the ones I am most proud of are wife and mother.

We’ve been married almost twenty years. The past two decades have been quite the roller coaster ride, but I wouldn’t want to be on this journey with anyone else.

We are currently loving life with our four “preemie princesses,” two pot-bellied pigs, and pandemic puppy.

Discipling my girls to become women who love the Lord with all their heart, soul, and mind, and who use their unique gifts to serve others is my ultimate goal in everything that I do.


Six months after losing my father to a drunk driving crash in which he was the drunk driver, I found myself sharing his story in front of an audience of high school students the day before their prom.

Over the next ten years, I traveled the country speaking to students in the hopes that they would learn from his life and not make the same mistakes that he made.

My heart bled each time I shared my story. I learned an important lesson, though. Sometimes God comforts us so that we can then go and comfort other people. And sometimes it is through comforting other people that God brings ultimate healing to our hearts.


I first began sharing my stories with middle and high school students when I was 17 years old. My father had just died in a drunk driving crash in which he was the drunk driver.

For ten years I traveled the United States and internationally sharing the story of his addiction and the pain that it caused him and everyone around him in the hopes that it would keep young people from making the same choices that he made.

I now share my heart with audiences of all ages. I give people the tools they need to turn their tragedies into triumphs and to live a life of significance and purpose no matter the cards they’ve been dealt.

Syndicated Columnist

For the past ten years, I have been sharing stories that illustrate timeless Biblical truths with practical application with the readers of my newspaper column, Saying Grace.

Published on a bi-weekly basis and syndicated through Berkshire Hathaway Media, you can find it at

Has-Been Beauty Queen

When judges used to ask why I wanted to be Miss America, I would say, “Because I was conceived in Atlantic City during a Miss America Pageant week.”

I grew up listening to my mother and grandmother tell stories about their end-of-summer vacations with my great-grandmother in Atlantic City. Attending the crowning of the new Miss America was always part of their experience.

So, of course, when the first granddaughter was born, they just knew she was destined to become Miss America. My mom’s cousin even wrote a poem about me that ended, “Lord, bless her and keep her as she grows on her way because she might be Miss America someday.”

Well, God had other plans, for which I am grateful. I never brought home the Miss America crown, but in addition to completely paying for my college education, the Miss America Pageant gave me a voice to promote a cause that I felt deeply about it. It empowered me to find strength in my feminity and gave me skills that still serve me well today.

I now share the lessons I learned to help other young women find their strength and purpose, not in a crown, but through the experience of competing in pageantry.

Vintage Fashion Lover

It all started when I watched an old movie starring Grace Kelly and Cary Grant. I fell head over heels in love with her clothing. I immediately headed online to search for vintage clothing to add to my wardrobe.

Sadly, I learned two things. One, most vintage clothing available today is insanely small. Two, it is also insanely expensive.

Through my search, I stumbled upon reproduction vintage patterns and as they say, the rest is history.

I signed up for sewing classes and have been making my own vintage-style clothing for the past 15 years.

I just love the stylish, feminine styles of the 1940s and 1950s.

And I will let you in on a little secret . . . vintage dresses are so comfortable. They are like wearing secret yoga pants!

Disney Family

I’ll never forget the first time I turned the corner on Main Street, U.S.A., and saw Cinderella’s Castle for the first time.

For a little girl who escaped all the bad things going on around her by transporting herself to a magical land where she was the beloved daughter of a magnanimous king, it was a dream come true.

We’ve been blessed to be able to spend a number of family vacations together in the Happiest Place on Earth. We even got to be Grand Marshalls of the Festival Fantasy Parade!