My Story
Hello, thank you for visiting my website. My name is Denise Olson,[Contact Me] I stand today as a wife and a mother of 3 incredible boys. My days are filled with my full time job that challenges me to think and my nights are filled with the typical motherly duties that feed my soul. Sounds simple, but it wasn’t always so. I grew up in a broken home that was plagued with abuse at the hand of my mother and despair leaving me feeling alone and out of place. I was raised with my two brothers by a loving single father who had to maintain three jobs in order to pay the bills and keep food on the table. The years as a child were a struggle, to say the least, and left me feeling lost in a world that was so large. At the age of 11 my father got me involved with an incredible organization called Big Brothers and Big Sisters and I was graciously matched with a woman that filled my heart and helped repair the damage that left me insecure and hopeless. My ‘Big’ allowed my world to open and my creativity to develop. The years began to gain substance and my life seemed to be on the right track as I finished high school and headed off to college. I had developed plans to become someone greater than I was as a child, then another bump. I returned from my freshman year of college pregnant, jobless and clueless of what my next steps should be. I had big hopes and dreams, finally, but had to regroup and seek God’s guidance to get me through this challenge set before me. After lot’s of tears and a struggle to find the right path an amazing couple was introduced to me with their own story of struggle. They had longed for a child for 18 years and were not able to conceive on their own. We met and instantly had a connection, I knew right away they were meant to be the parents of my unborn child. I can’t explain in words the feeling of loss and love at the same time as I handed my newborn, after 24 hours of destructive labor, over to his parents. That moment completed their lives and gave me a new lease on mine. I thought my eyes were open before, I was wrong. My life carried on it’s path with additional trials and triumphs as I began to find myself, now as a woman. I married an amazing man, had our first son and a year later became pregnant with our second, life couldn’t be better...and then another devastation derailed my world. My father, at the age of 45, suddenly died of a massive heart attack. That moment sucked all purpose from my life, he was my only parent and now life felt meaningless and empty. I couldn’t see, I couldn’t think, I was numb. It took many years to regain clarity and a sense of direction. I had to force myself to look around me at the many blessings that I had been given and pick myself up, yet again, and appreciate every day. I had always had this desire inside me to write, it often comforted me in my darkest days as a child, so that is when it began. Years of pondering and saying that I wanted to write children’s books and reach those with pain, struggles and challenges began to come to fruition. I no longer wanted to have set backs, I wanted to prove to myself that I can accomplish something and more importantly that what I endured so far in this life wasn’t all for not. Most of my stories will be about topics that are hard to relay on a child like level but some (that are in the works) are meant to create a few laughs, after all without laughter life can be a bit dull. My first two books are not the last and I look forward to seeing this dream turn into a success and to reach many parents and children. This is my journey.
