Author Biography - R.M. Harris
Granite Mistress has been on the R.M. Harris’ heart for over 30 years, with the story evolving as he experienced life. It became novel-worthy when he was blessed to meet the love of his life a dozen years ago, and the simple conflict about "duty" blossomed into a "twin flames" love story. With her love and friendship, Harris realized what had been missing in his life for all those years. She recognized the need to share the experience and convinced him to begin the arduous writing process. From the first words, the cathartic writing effort allowed him to explore the depth of feeling that is possible in an intimate relationship, not to mention open a dialogue platform for Parental Alienation (PA), all while recounting his West Point cadet experiences.
Since the original Dallas story idea, Harris expanded his West Point engineering undergrad with a finance masters, then insanely jumped into law school at night while continuing his banking career. During those fifteen years, he married, had children, then divorced, with those life experiences guiding him to practicing family law. His personal divorce experience, along with having a front seat to the impact on his clients' children, enabled Harris to realize the horrific impact of PA, a dysfunctional parental behavior that literally destroys a child's relationship with one parent and potentially negatively impacts the capability to engage in healthy relationships.
Counselling and legal adjudication so often fails our children by tending to reward the manipulative, alienating parent. Realizing the best interests of our precious children, Harris researched PA and talked to judges and mental health professionals, along with interviewing parents and children. His ultimate objective for documenting PA's impact within this story's subtext (and reference appendix guidelines) is to highlight the issue and expand the public discussion so that our courts and mental health professionals have the tools to flush out PA. Even if one child’s life is spared from the ravages of the parents' consternation, this is a worthy effort.
As a West Point graduate, Harris is proud of what the United States Military Academy represents to our great country. He enjoys sharing personal experiences about the academy and the military, especially how duty and honor impact our civilian lives. He also very much appreciates and respects both family and intimate love, so spinning his two favorite topics was an absolute joy for him.
He is often asked if Granite Mistress has any correlation with his life. Yes, it does; I mean, no it definitely does not. Well, some of the West Point anecdotes actually did happen spot on, but the rest is entirely fiction. Harris would enjoy hearing about your experiences with love, PA or West Point, including sharing your personal knowledge, via the Granite Mistress Forum Blog. He also looks forward to sharing the "missing years" and continuing the love story, as he completes the Granite Mistress trilogy: Granite Mistress … Between the Love, and Granite Mistress … A Love for the Ages?
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Lost A Part Of Me Lyrics I try to walk on through it, but it don’t feel the same You would never notice, because I won’t complain You could take a walk in my shoes, but I do this everyday How could you understand, these feelings I have, I lost a part of me And time heals wounds they say, I guess they wasn’t lookin my way Gotta stand up and push on, just take it all day by day Lookin back to my older ways, that spark when had that flame Gotta man up and move on, least that’s what my therapist say You don’t know me, no you don’t know, here comes another sympathy show My bad, you’re so sad I know, that shit doesn’t help me though I’m so damn tired of people saying the the same thing, you’re alive and your attitudes the right way Tell me why do you think that I’m smiling? Tell me why do you think I’d show my pain. I don’t want you to see my painI don’t want you to see my pain I try to walk on through it, but it don’t feel the same You would never notice, because I won’t complain You could take a walk in my shoes, but I do this everyday How could you understand, these feelings I have, I lost a part of me I picked up the bottle but had to put it down, couldn’t keep the liquor I was gonna drown That bottle is staring no I can’t throw it out, only time I had quiet, my mind is screaming now Looking in the mirror I see myself, hopeless and broken that’s I how I feel Don’t show my emotions to the people aroun, I won’t let em have to see my hell my hell I try to keep up with the best of them, but the rest of them say I need to slow down now, maybe take a break, No way gonna live my life my way, gonna live my life my way I try to walk on through it, but it don’t feel the same You would never notice, because I won’t complain You could take a walk in my shoes, but I do this everyday How could you understand, these feelings I have, I lost a part of me