Of course you’re an artist. You come from a family of artists. I’m an artist, your grandmother was an artist, and so was your grandfather.” – My Father
Linda Lee Lyberg, Author
Destiny, fate, written in the stars. Writer, poet, artist, dreamer of possibilities. Ardent chef and lover of red wine. Savoring life, one tasty morsel and one luscious ruby-red filled glass at a time.
Then: Former lifelong and grounded career person. Lived for my career and the next goal achieved.
Now: I write, soaring on wings of a hopeful future, doing what I am most passionate about; living in the present and articulating my aha moments, my feelings, my wandering random thoughts in a way to touch the empty place in your heart, and fill it with emotions.
One of my deepest pleasures is seeing the food I create with love appreciated for its meaning and significance. And as such, another is knowing that I have touched a memory or feeling with my words. They, my food and my words are my offerings to any and all who will appreciate them.
Enjoy my musings on life, love, and linguini as I venture into this journey within. A journey long overdue.
Linda Lee Lyberg