Archive for the 'My childhood' Category

Jun 07 2010

My love for the written word . . .

Published by TheresaJane under My childhood,memories

Have I mentioned…I love the written word?  LOL.  I do think I have…more than a few times.  I adore books, they grow everywhere I am.  So tonight I thought I’d share a quick little memory/story of where this all began.  It actually began a little before this, however that wasn’t quite as significant as

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Jun 02 2010

Tupperware salt and pepper shakers shake out some memories . . .

Published by TheresaJane under My childhood,memories

Have you ever come across something that causes memories to flood your mind like waves rippling a shores edge?   I had this happen the other day because of these salt and pepper shakers.  I hadn’t seen a set of these in 50 thousand years and yet there they were on the counter of a [...]

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Apr 11 2010

A nice day . . .

Published by TheresaJane under My childhood,children

It’s 1:05 am.  And I’m here reflecting on my day.  Counting my blessings of four hours of work, a evening shopping trip with Blessing, Zac, and Grace to Old Navy and Then a quick 20 minute Apple store visit, before they closed, for Zac to get his hands on the iPad, a stop at Red [...]

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Mar 26 2010

Metal Slivers . . .

The days have clicked by since I posted last.  As I mentioned before, I’ve been working a ton, thank goodness.  It helps take the edge off.   I’ve been working twice a day for two different families, back to back, most of this week.  Then there’s picking Zac up from school at 11:30 and working on my business, and [...]

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Dec 23 2009

What !BLAM!ming is doing for me, Part 2. . .

What began as a drop, picking up my phone and !BLAM!ming my parents, has spread in ever expanding ripples in wonderful ways. Ways I never would have predicted.  The freedom and healing I’m experiencing has taken me by surprise.

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Dec 20 2009

Part 4, Where I've come from…well "from" six years ago, and where I'm going . . .

Continued… Who knew that the project/business John1 and I started in August was going to go in the direction it has?  Not me.  Not him.  This is truly an organic process.  We followed a white rabbit and the hole keeps getting deeper, a little unnerving even, but we’re determined to keep up… Here’s the end [...]

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