stained with tears of the past blessed with a collection of smiles overwhelmed with the priority of joy every second, every breath always a gift always appreciated standing on my own creating a path to follow leaving fear behind and packing confidence my purpose and yours my reason and yours uniting our future the blessings… Read More The Greatest Gift
I am too blessed to be stressed. I know it’s a cliché but it explains why I deleted all the emails that accumulated in my inbox from you fine writers, artist and photographers. I was trying to read and get up to date on each individual blogs. That was like trying to catch up to… Read More Not Going to be Stressed
Precious Mother You’ve lift me high, when I am low. You help search, when I am lost. You’ve shed light, when I’m in the dark. You are the rock that keeps me strong. So blessed am I to have your unconditional love. I cherish you more than mere words could describe. Forever in my heart… Read More Precious Mother ~ More Words for My Cards
This is Rochelle’s sixth week hosting Friday Fictioneers – how time has flown. And another great photo prompt, from Rochelle herself. I am happy that I can add an entry this week. If you haven’t participate why not try this week. Isaiah 9:6 I walked in a daze among the merry shoppers. Pass the… Read More The Friday Fictioneer ~ Isaiah 9:6
They wanted to disfigure me because I had the attention of the boys. I wished I was dark skin and ugly. I wanted buck teeth, glasses and nappy hair. I wanted to fit in. You see I didn’t see myself as being blessed. I thought I was cursed. I was pretty, I was sweet and… Read More A Beautiful Seasoned Woman
