A blog I recently discovered

I'm proud to tell you about this one, because the lady is almost a relative.  Well, I guess you could stretch things and call her a relative:  a second cousin by marriage, or something like that.  She's Cliff's cousin's daughter.  
Were it not for Facebook, I wouldn't even know who she is.  I've heard Cliff talk about her mother Willa, and her aunts and uncle, about the times he had with them as a kid.  
I knew her grandmother, Cliff's aunt: when Cliff and I were in Versailles, we'd go by and visit, in her later years.  
I was "friended" on Facebook by a couple of Cliff's cousins, and later got a request from this Angela.  
"Angela who?" I wondered.  "I don't know any Angela."  
When I saw Cliff's two cousins were mutual friends of hers, I knew this was some relative of Cliff's.  
This happens a lot on Facebook.  I usually go ahead and friend them, then never think about them again.  
But somehow as I was poking around on Angela's wall, I saw she had a blog.
(If you aren't familiar with Facebook, I realize how ridiculous all this "friend" and "wall" stuff sounds.)  
I was blown away by this lady's writing, so very introspective and thought-provoking.  
She's a genuine author, folks; she just hasn't written her book yet.  Or maybe she has, but it hasn't been published.  How would I know?  I barely just found out who she is.      
Go meet Angela at her blog, "If My Life Were a Book".