Bones Beneath the Prairie
From a Texas childhood filled with wonder,
through family turmoil, spousal abuse,
and far-off adventures—
God called me to bear witness—to tell the truth of survival and grace so that hidden, hurting women can see light again.
Mission:
To awaken courage and faith in women who have survived silence, showing them that healing isn’t about perfection—it’s about reclaiming your God-given light.
My calling:
I am not here to market a product.
I am here to witness what grace can rebuild.
My story is the spark that tells other women—they can rise too.
That’s the only thing I’m selling: light after fire.
About the Book
I was born into wide West Texas skies and raised in the shadows of oil rigs and prairie winds. From childhood wonder to the crushing pain of abuse, from family betrayal to the joy of unexpected adventures, I have lived every twist and turn with God’s hand clutched tightly in mine.
“He never once let go of me.
And He won’t let go of you.”
Bones Beneath the Prairie is more than a memoir. It is my witness — to the valleys that nearly broke me, to the strength that carried me through, and to the God whose presence never left my side. In these pages, you’ll find the grit of Texas soil, the silence of generational wounds, and the astonishing grace of a Savior who turns sorrow into redemption.
This is not just my story. It is an invitation: to see His faithfulness in your own life, and to place this book in the hands of someone who needs to know they are never alone.
A testimony of survival, redemption, and the God who never let go.
A memoir of survival and redemption, born from the dust and silence of West Texas.
Collector’s Edition
Each pre-ordered book isn’t just signed — it’s presented like a gift. Your copy of Bones Beneath the Prairie will arrive hand-signed, wrapped in navy kraft paper (hardcover) or tied with a peach satin ribbon (paperback), and finished with a personal thank-you card.
Limited First Edition Release
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Only 12 Signed Hardcover Collector’s Editions still available
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Only 41 Signed Paperback Gift Editions still available
Once these first editions are gone, they’re gone.
This is my way of saying thank you for being among the very first readers. Your book will feel like the keepsake it’s meant to be — a story to unwrap, hold, and treasure.
Be One of the First 100
Special eBook preorder price — $4.99 until launch (then $7.99).
Your preorder helps place a witness of God’s faithfulness into the hands of those who need hope most.
When you preorder Bones Beneath the Prairie on Amazon, you’re doing more than reserving your copy — you’re helping lift this testimony higher so it can be found by readers searching for hope.
Instant download to your Kindle app or device on launch day.
My goal is 100 preorders before launch. Every single one matters. This isn’t just my story — it’s a witness to the God who never let go of me, and He won’t let go of you either. Your preorder helps place that promise into the hands of someone who needs to know they are not alone.
Signed Hardcover Limited Edition
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Description:
A true keepsake first edition. Each hardcover copy of Bones Beneath the Prairie comes with a full-color dust jacket, personally signed, carefully wrapped in navy kraft paper, tied with a peach satin ribbon, and finished with a thank-you card from the author. A collector’s copy to unwrap, hold, and treasure.
📦 Ships Priority Mail between Nov. 1–15, 2025
Price:
$32.99 + $9.95 Priority Shipping/Per Book
✨ Strictly limited to just 30 signed hardcovers — once they’re gone, they’re gone forever. ✨
Signed Paperback Limited Edition
Become A First Edition Keeper!
Description:
A beautifully portable edition of Bones Beneath the Prairie, signed by the author and wrapped with care. Each copy arrives tied with a peach satin ribbon and finished with a personal thank-you card — a thoughtful gift or keepsake to carry with you. Travel-friendly, it’s a perfect way to bring this story wherever life takes you.
📦 Ships Priority Mail between Nov. 1–15, 2025
Price:
$21.99 + $9.95 Priority Shipping/Per Book
✨ Strictly limited to just 50 paperbacks— once they’re gone, they’re gone forever. ✨
Signed editions are only available on my site. Regular hardcover and eBook editions are available through these retailers SOON:
A Writer at Heart, A Storyteller by Choice
Girlhood. Silence. Survival.
I grew up in a small West Texas town where the land was dry, the oil wells hummed, and silence was an inheritance. For years I carried that quiet like a second skin—until the story refused to stay buried. At seventy, I finally wrote Bones Beneath the Prairie: part survival, part reckoning, and a love letter to the prairie that raised me.
Now I live by the sea in La Paz, Mexico, where the desert meets the water. I walk the beaches with my husband, Ken, and our dogs, Miss G and Gus; I’m learning Spanish one café at a time, and most evenings we cook whatever the Sea of Cortez gives us.
This is my first book—but it carries a lifetime. May it find the ones who know what it is to live with silence, and are ready to break it.
A Writer at Heart, A Storyteller by Choice
Girlhood. Silence. Survival.
I grew up in a small West Texas town where the land was dry, the oil wells hummed, and silence was an inheritance. For years I carried that quiet like a second skin—until the story refused to stay buried. At seventy, I finally wrote Bones Beneath the Prairie: part survival, part reckoning, and a love letter to the prairie that raised me.
Now I live by the sea in La Paz, Mexico, where the desert meets the water. I walk the beaches with my husband, Ken, and our dogs, Miss G and Gus; I’m learning Spanish one café at a time, and most evenings we cook whatever the Sea of Cortez gives us.
This is my first book—but it carries a lifetime. May it find the ones who know what it is to live with silence, and are ready to break it.
Fabulous Reviews from My Readers
When you set your story loose on the wind, you never quite know how it will land. These early readers sent their words back like rain on dry ground—grace, grit, and hope carried on the prairie air. Their voices are the first blessings to touch Bones Beneath the Prairie, and I’m humbled to share them with you here.
“Bones Beneath the Prairie.” It is an incredible smooth reading portrait of a difficult story. When I say portrait, it made me envision this more as an oil painting, slowly evolving, in sometimes muted, and other times vibrant colors. The manuscript’s words silently reach out from the page to penetrate the readers’ heart and soul, providing me a sensation of existence as a fourth dimensional viewer, desperately wanting to reach out and provide guidance and assistance, but left hopelessly unable to do so.
Powerful and beautifully written. I felt the author’s emotions so vividly—her fear, her hesitation, her peace. Reading this is like standing on the prairie, the wind brushing your face and threading through your hair, surrounded by the scent of grass, earth, and morning dew. The prose doesn’t just tell a story; it immerses you in it, until you are not only reading but also feeling and breathing it. I was left eager to know more, turning the pages quickly to discover what would unfold next.
★★★★★ “Inspiring and unforgettable!”
This book has everything except murder—but it keeps you on your toes enough that murder is a possibility.
It is a memoir that carries exquisite descriptions: the see-saw balance between children and parents’ relationships, the pain of being an adult with responsibility for your own children when you long to be a child again and let someone protect you, spiritual growth, loss of self, broken relationships, and forgiveness.
Her narrative voice is like an energizing friend over coffee, and the story holds together as a compelling whole. I was disappointed every night I had to set the book aside for sleep.
It relates to women of our times who would do anything to be chosen and loved—to have a real prince charming. Whether they were as bad as hers or not, whether we married them or only dated them, we all had a big mistake where we lost ourselves for a while.
Coming from Christian families, we also felt the pain and stigma of divorce, which kept many in unhappy situations. I know reading this book will save someone’s life.
For those who leave and return, she understands and feels your pain and hesitancy. Most of all, it is a story of becoming—and learning to love yourself.
Inspiring!
This is the story of a fighter who came back from a horrifying situation to go on to live an amazing life. What struck me is the courage and strength it must have taken not only to survive but to rebuild with such grace and determination. Her resilience shines through every word, reminding us that even in the darkest moments, hope can carry us.
This memoir of survival, Bones Beneath the Prairie painted such a vivid picture of being in an abusive marriage after being raised in a picture perfect small Texas town with a picture perfect family. If the imagery and emotion doesn’t strike a nerve and get you on the edge of your seat wanting to know more, the journey of self love and healing will.
The Lost Pages
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Bloom.
Memoirs don’t hand you ten tidy steps to healing. That’s not what they’re for. When they’re honest and raw, they do something deeper: they remind us we are not alone. They lean close in the dark and whisper, me too.
That’s the heartbeat of Bones Beneath the Prairie. Not a manual, but a lantern. Not instructions, but witness. A story that begins in sorrow and refuses to stay buried—because even in the hardest ground, God breathes life, and wildflowers still bloom.
Exposing My Darkest Hours
I thought the cost of telling my story would be personal — maybe humbling, maybe even humiliating. I thought my family would be proud of me for speaking truth to darkness.
I was wrong. The blowback has been real, and the grief of it runs deep. But silence had already stolen too much.
My First Memory. White eyelet panties and rattlesnakes.
We lived at the base of the One-Mile Hill, where rattlesnakes slid down into the shade of our carport. My earliest memory is standing in ruffled white panties, held back by the arm and taught the ritual: open slowly, look below the threshold, then the stoop, then the concrete. The prairie taught me to respect the dangers I could see. It took years to learn how to survive the ones I couldn’t.