About Me
Family - November 2022
My brother affectionately calls me Nanute of The North. My niece, who struggled to say my name when she was little, to this day, addresses me as Aunt Neka. But my parents dubbed me with, the apparently difficult to pronounce French name, Nannette.
I'm traveling my sixty-first year of this journey through life. My five grandchildren are raising my grown children into successful parents just as my four children grew and are growing me. And I am now a great-grandmother of four. My, how time presses forward.
When I was little, my dad regaled me with stories of his adrenaline junky antics:
sky diving, racing motorcycles, boxing, adventuring new places.
And, in my own way I too have lived bold.
At eighteen, I packed up my beautiful little boy, carried my little girl in my growing belly, left the chaos of city living and moved to an unknown Alaskan adventure.
I commercial fished from 1981 until 1989 when the Exxon Valdez Oil Tanker ran aground on Bligh Reef. My husband and I hired out both of our fishing vessels to Exxon and assisted with the oil spill clean up in Prince William Sound.
I worked construction roofing, siding, expediting, cleaning up job sites and cooking for our crews.
In 2005 I empty nested. I threw all of my things in storage, loaded my camping gear and bike into my car and spent five months driving, alone, down and back up the Alcan Highway and touring the West Coast.
In 2009 my youngest son, who was working as a sub-contractor in the Middle East, bought me a sleek, black FZ6R right off the showroom floor; something I'd wanted since he was a little boy ( . . . this is a story - for a different day).
I love climbing mountains, packing into the wilderness and camping under the stars, fishing and hunting, floating rivers, dancing and twirling and laughing, sharing hearts with friends over a mug of decaf or a flute of bubbles, creating art, worshipping God in the congregation or out in nature, learning new things, competing at Bananagrams, playing with and listening to my grand-kiddos perspective on life - as they know it and
. . . writing.
Although these snippets of an adventurer leave holes where life fills the in-betweens, through my blog entries, I will share the lessons that fill the spaces with life.
It is my hope that you will enjoy - or at least be stirred by what you read.
Love and Blessings.
I'm traveling my sixty-first year of this journey through life. My five grandchildren are raising my grown children into successful parents just as my four children grew and are growing me. And I am now a great-grandmother of four. My, how time presses forward.
When I was little, my dad regaled me with stories of his adrenaline junky antics:
sky diving, racing motorcycles, boxing, adventuring new places.
And, in my own way I too have lived bold.
At eighteen, I packed up my beautiful little boy, carried my little girl in my growing belly, left the chaos of city living and moved to an unknown Alaskan adventure.
I commercial fished from 1981 until 1989 when the Exxon Valdez Oil Tanker ran aground on Bligh Reef. My husband and I hired out both of our fishing vessels to Exxon and assisted with the oil spill clean up in Prince William Sound.
I worked construction roofing, siding, expediting, cleaning up job sites and cooking for our crews.
In 2005 I empty nested. I threw all of my things in storage, loaded my camping gear and bike into my car and spent five months driving, alone, down and back up the Alcan Highway and touring the West Coast.
In 2009 my youngest son, who was working as a sub-contractor in the Middle East, bought me a sleek, black FZ6R right off the showroom floor; something I'd wanted since he was a little boy ( . . . this is a story - for a different day).
I love climbing mountains, packing into the wilderness and camping under the stars, fishing and hunting, floating rivers, dancing and twirling and laughing, sharing hearts with friends over a mug of decaf or a flute of bubbles, creating art, worshipping God in the congregation or out in nature, learning new things, competing at Bananagrams, playing with and listening to my grand-kiddos perspective on life - as they know it and
. . . writing.
Although these snippets of an adventurer leave holes where life fills the in-betweens, through my blog entries, I will share the lessons that fill the spaces with life.
It is my hope that you will enjoy - or at least be stirred by what you read.
Love and Blessings.