January 21, 2017
Jenna Lowthert, 27, from Roxbury, NJ lost her 48 year old mother four years ago. Her mother battled stage four lung cancer for ten short months. Jenna felt compelled to turn her pain into a passion and started writing not long after her mother passed. Jenna wrote her first book titled “Life Goes On..?” in just seven days. Her second book “Life Still Goes On, The Blog Book of a Motherless Daughter” released on amazon last week. Jenna’s first book made waves as people all over the world heard how she overcame the biggest loss of her life and used it to help others do the same.
How old were you when you mom died?
I was 24 years old. It was really hard for me because I understood exactly what was going on because of all the research I did online and I knew that her chances of survival were slim. I had so many sleepless and helpless nights googling as much as I could to try to save her.
You wrote your first book in seven days, how long did it take you to write your second book?
Well, I shocked myself when I completed my first book but then again I was there to witness it all, the story was mine to tell, I lived it. My second book took me a little longer, maybe about six months from start to finish.
What are some of the things you love about writing?
It’s not so much that I love to write, it is the fact that I know that so many other people can relate to my pain. It feels good to share my story and keep my mom’s spirit alive but it feels even better helping people with my words.
Where can your books be purchased?
Right now my books are available on amazon.com
I am sure your mother would be so proud of you. If you could tell her one thing right now what would it be?
You’re right, she would be so proud of me. She was my number one fan. But then again if she was here to witness the accomplishments of my two books, the books wouldn’t exist at all. Everything I’ve done since losing her is because of her. Her death was the fuel behind the fire to inspire others.
Tell her just one thing? Oh man, if I could have one more conversation with her I would know where to begin but wouldn’t know where to end. I would tell her that I am okay (she always worried so much about me), that I am finding my way here without her although I miss her tremendously. I would tell her that I would do it all over again if it meant one more moment with her, no matter how painful and sad it was for me.