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Bringing the Drama

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I needed a way to purge myself of the experience that I had with Eliza and the whole blended family drama that I lived with for far too many years. So I wrote a book. Nothing major. Fiction. Short. Funny. Sigh. Exhale. Moving on.

It is available on Amazon via Kindle  and paperback via me.

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Sweet Treat

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I picked this up last night at the grocery store. The name, Twilight Delight, is what caught my eye. It of course made me think of the series which I am a fan of. I play for Team Edward! I can’t wait to see the last book, Breaking Dawn on the silver screen. It is so ripe with juicy plots that it just HAS to be good! Okay, I digress, back to the bar. This intense dark chocolate has undertones of mocha, blueberry, and dark cherry notes in each bite. Speaking of bite, I can’t wait to sink my teeth in this one.

Kindle

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I’m curious, does anyone own a Kindle?  I think I want one, however, I am reluctant to let go of the real thing.  But, it is a good way to store books without worrying about the space they consume.  Though you couldn’t really loan them out either.  Decisions, decisions!

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Autobiography

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If you had to write the story of your life, what would you title it?  Mine could be called “All the Things I’ve Done Wrong,”  lol!  Or to paraphrase a line from the Grateful Dead, “It’s Been a Long, Strange Trip.” Perhaps I’d call it “Ms. Understood.”  Hmm, maybe “High Tea: Drinking Life One Cup at a Time.”   What about you?

Soul Food

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I really relish a good meal and food comforts me in many ways.  It plays such a big part in our lives–from wedding feasts to repast meals.  Frankly I don’t want to be anywhere that food is not!  I like to cook and bake as an expression of love and appreciation.

I need something to munch on when I’m watching movies or reading an intriguing book.  In fact, this weekend I am going “slumming” at a friend’s house.  We are going to watch “Slumdog Millionaire.”  The evening wouldn’t be complete with snacks! I’ve requested spicy garlic hot wings from BW-3 and a couple of Red Velvet Elvis’.  I plan to bring the champagne cola.  But my friend has a well-stocked pantry, so I know I will be able to eat to my heart’s delight.

Food serving  as a comforter is not a novelty.  I feel embraced by meatloaf, mashed potatoes with gravy, and southern fried corn.  It’s just so inviting!  With every bite I take it’s like going home again!  I also like hearty breads slathered with rich, creamy butter.  And pancakes, casseroles, and chicken and dumplings, grits (with butter, cream, and sugar!), sausage and gravy biscuits…the list is endless. 

What about you?

Grace

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The concept of grace has been on my mind a lot lately.  In fact, I just finished reading two books that deal with this very subject, Grace After Midnight: A Memoir by Felecia Pearson and David Ritz and A Pace of Grace  by Linda Kavelin Popov.  I don’t think that this is a coincidence either.  Grace, I know, has many definitions.  Grace can be described as favor or goodwill, mercy, clemency, or pardon.  But the definition that appeals to me the most is the one that defines it as “the influence or spirit of God operating in humans to regenerate or strengthen them.”   God is my strength and this is proven everyday.  When it is all said and done I know that I have led a blessed existence. 

It was only with God’s grace that I was finally able to gather the courage to go to my doctor’s appointment for a diabetes test, something that I have been putting off for two years.  His strength propelled me forward.

He gives me the strength I need to responsibly raise Jazmine, Nicholas, Ethan, and Evan along side my husband. 

He allows me to deal with Eliza in a peaceful manner.

Only His grace allows me to admit when I am wrong or have wronged others.

When I forgive others I am exhibiting His grace.

He gives me the serenity to accept the things that I can not change.

With his grace I am able to bear living without my mother.

Grace allows me to see beauty in my sorrows.  The grace of God has moved mountains for me.  In the darkness of my days the sun still seeps through.  For he has promised…I will give thee the treasures in darkness, and hidden riches of secret places, that thou mayest know that I, the LORD, which call thee by thy name, am the God of Israel.

His Grace…

It allows me to teach where I do to the best of my ability, despite the many shortcomings of the district.  Through his grace I have made a difference.

His grace has awakened me for the last thirty years-thank you Lord!

I don’t deserve it but He gives it to me freely regardless–even when I don’t feel it, it’s there.

His grace saves the day.  Sadly, I am not always a gracious being, this I know.  But He has placed it on my heart to be more so.  He is watching and I am determined not to fail.

Therefore I am in practice.  I want to be a graceful person in every sense of the word.  Mind.  Body.  Soul.