New Zealand – mountains

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I am Brenda Stapleton, a professional writer and social media enthusiast. Adaptability is my best characteristic, and humility is my worst. I am the founding columnist and blogger of "from the park bench". As a content writer, copywriter and technical writer, communication and procedural consultant, I have had the honor and the privilege of working with a very diverse group of subject matter experts. I am a former educator with a Louisiana teaching certification from (ULM) University of Louisiana at Monroe; a former registered nurse working under the ULM-RN program; a personal trainer, certified through the (AFA) American Fitness Association; and a (POST) Police Officer Standards Training law enforcement professional in the State of Louisiana, I am well-versed in the Arts and Sciences. I hold a BA and MA in Criminal Justice with minors in Sociology and Psychology, and credited graduate work in English, as well as work pursuant to the Ph.D. program of Integrating Technology, Learning, and Psychology. More…personally I grew up in Columbia, Louisiana in the same house, where my parents still live today. I began my life literally, stumbling every day of the way. I was fitted for my first set of braces on my legs, just so I could walk. I would wear braces on my legs, until the age of four, and orthopedic shoes until the age of six. Thinking the past was behind me, I took the world in leaps and bounds, until at the peak of my career, I faced yet another set-back, only this one, left me with a neurological injury that was irreversible. Since then, I have continuously chased a career, where my passion for creativity would be fueled by the fervor of sobriety. Armed with a sense of humor, a purpose in life, and a heart full of dreams, I took the road less traveled, compliments of Robert Frost, and I’ve learned many things along the way. I’ve learned the day is scarier than the night, for you will see the harm that befalls you. I’ve learned unconditional love is never stronger than in the very young, and in the very old. I’ve learned no matter what emotion a person is experiencing, a cuddly puppy can make you re-evaluate so much. I’ve learned the only certainty in life, is death- be ready. I’ve learned the most experienced emotions are forgiveness, grief and hope, and I’ve learned that patience is the most taught virtue. In my free time, I enjoy cycling, golfing, reading, swimming, and practicing yoga. It is no wonder my favorite places to be in this world are at the edge of the sand, with the ocean waves kissing my toes, or chasing my footprints away; or riding my bike through the park under the trees full of multi-colored leaves in the fall, with the wind blowing gently at my face. I find myself deeply overwhelmed by nature. It’s the fleeting moments when I am caught in a rainstorm, or snowflakes begin to fall, and melt as soon as they touch the warmth of skin. Watching over a cocoon, as it changes into a butterfly, or a rose bud into bloom. It is almost like watching your children grow. I am a published author of articles and blogs. I am currently writing my first book. My two greatest accomplishments call me momma. These two beautiful ladies are inspirational to me, each in their own way, having faced their own giants, and still stand so strong. They are learning about life now, and are actively seeking their purpose in this world, through the pursuit of their own dreams. With the past behind me, my footing is a bit steadier, and I too, am focusing on what comes. Leaving my old dreams behind me, I am concentrating on writing, and continuing on with whatever comes my way, with pen and paper in hand.

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