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The best gift ever….

I must admit that I have been in a very depressed state the last month or so after I dropped my computer and lost so many memories.  No just photos, videos, and music.  I also lost all of my 2013 work documents and all of my progress on the second book I was writing.  I’ve really been beating myself up.  If I hadn’t let it slip off of the counter, if I had been more responsible, more diligent.  If only I had backed up my documents. 

The what if’s are endless.  I just kind of gave up and resigned myself to the fact that maybe bad things happen for a reason and I should just give in and give up.  All of this negative mojo made it very difficult to get in the holiday spirit.  But I received one of the most thoughtful gifts for Christmas.  While I have been moping around, my family snuck and had my computer fixed.  All of my documents are still gone, but the unwavering faith my family has in me is quite humbling.  They don’t want me to give up, they want me to keep writing.  Their love and support was enough to make me shape up and snap out of my doom and gloom mentality. 

So, I already know what my New Year’s resolution will be…to keep working and do everything in my power not to let them down.  Oh, and maybe not drop my computer again, like ever. 

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Posted by on December 28, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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A simple life…

Living in rural WV, there are a lot of things you can do without.  When you are born in the country you develop a vivid imagination and actually use it to entertain yourself or risk the possibility of dying from boredom.  I remember a couple of summers that every day my sister and I ran for hours in the woods pretending we were riding horses.  Mine was called Oreo and he was a dapple gray Clydesdale.  The ground would shake as I rode him. (Like I said, vivid imagination.)  We groomed them and fed them every night before we put them back in the barn.  One thing for sure, every night after we played horse we would sleep like a rock. 

We also wandered.  You could do that back then; wander away from your house without worrying that someone might try and take you.  Neighbors weren’t next door….they were three hollers over.  Our favorite place to wander was down the creek. We discovered a rocky bank and christened it “Rock Paradise” (so maybe we weren’t using our imagination when we came up with that name).    Sometimes we would ride our imaginary horses there and sometimes we would actually ride our bikes.  Somehow we were always wet or muddy at the end of the day and had to spray off with the water hose before Mom would even let us inside the house. 

Collecting critters was another past time.  We had turtles, squirrels, flying squirrels, groundhogs, cats, dogs, fish, chickens, goats, cows….anything we could catch.  I think my favorite was a black cat we named Tom.  He would go out hunting and we could hear him screeching from miles away on his way back home.  We would sit on the back steps and wait for him to make his way back and then shower him with love and affection.        

TV was reserved for Saturday morning cartoons.  We had the big tall antennae that you had to turn by hand for signal.  So someone had to be inside yelling at the person outside when the picture was clear enough to actually watch.  No matter how hard you tried, you could never get a clear picture like you do today.  There was always some static.  But we were happy to watch Mighty Mouse, The Road Runner, He-man, She-ra, and any other cartoons that would come in.  Then it was back outside to play some more. 

Mom was the dishwasher, the washing machine had to be filled up with buckets and the ringer would get your fingers if you weren’t careful,  the toilet was an outhouse, and we showered outside with a water hose up until late fall.  So, as I sit here and listen to my dishwasher running and the buzzer on my dryer I do count my blessings.  Some things are easier.  But I can’t help the sense of loss that some things were much better back then without all of the luxuries of today.     

 
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Posted by on September 9, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Tick Tock, tick tock…

Time.  As fleeting as a heartbeat or the blink of an eye.  When you want a moment to last, especially firsts–first date, first kiss, or later on in life…baby’s first words, first steps.  Time has no conscience and it can’t be stopped.  It is dependable and steady.  Even the times we wish away.  Embarrassing moments or classes that bore you.  Time will crawl; like a snail or the steady drip of a leaky faucet.     

Sitting in the Dr.’s office, waiting for dinner, standing in line to use the restroom at a concert….we wish time away.

Talking with friends, enjoying a visit with your grand kids, coffee with your sister…we dig our nails in and wring out every second until it has to end. 

So I wonder which is more fickle–time or human nature?

 

 
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Posted by on August 26, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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County Fair Time…

It’s that time of year again…the infamous county fair.  Although it may be small, there is no other that quite spells community.  You can’t pull in and exit your vehicle without seeing a friendly face, a smile, and a ‘how do you do?’.  You can enter a watermelon eating contest, a skillet throw, tractor pull or mud bog, or any number of talent/beauty contests.  There’s lively entertainment pretty much all day long that will keep you tapping your toes or swaying back and forth.  It’s impossible to ignore; almost contagious. 

There’s a livestock sale to benefit the FHA and 4-H members.  A smelly barn full of very vocal animals to tour and beautiful hand made quilts that will leave you in awe (these aren’t in the barn of course).  Lots of games to play if you’re willing to take a risk.  And don’t forget to take time to enjoy fresh cotton candy or funnel cakes.  It just wouldn’t be the complete experience without it.

Carnival rides for the kids amusement, a nice shady spot to cop a squat and rest, an opportunity to catch up with old friends or the possibility to make new ones.  It’s a wonderful week…fair time.  I hope everyone partakes.

 
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Posted by on August 10, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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And the winner is…

Congratulations to Shelly from West Cavina, CA and Julie from Bury St Edmunds. Suffolk, GB.  They are the winners of my latest book giveaway.

 
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Posted by on July 10, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Enter to win…

I’m having another giveaway for my book, Wings of Hope.  You can enter for a chance to win at goodreads.com.

http://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/56561-wings-of-hope

 
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Posted by on June 20, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Long time, no see…

I had a person I used to work with, but haven’t heard from in over a year, contact me to let me know they had purchased my book.  It was surreal.  And scary.  Sharing is the hardest part.  No wonder your parents try to teach you the importance of sharing at an early age.  This has definitely been a chance for me to grow. 

 
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Posted by on June 15, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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