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From Sand to Gemstones

Refining Life's Ragged Edges

Month

November 2015

Season of Thanks

As I prepare to spend time with my family and friends, feed my tummy with deliciousness, and watch some football I will be thinking of all that I am thankful for this year.

A New Chapter

Tomorrow I will be able to show love to the unlovable. I am fortunate to touch the community in a way that I have always dreamed of. I begin to build the foundations of my dreams.

Black and White

Dear company, I’m not perfect. I am just a mere human. I make mistakes. I can assure you I don’t – as some believe - belong on a pedestal that employees in your company have put me on. I don’t deserve to be up there. But, why do they have me standing atop the world?

Washed

I haven't written in a while. I'd like to pretend it's because it is the holiday season and I'm busy with work and such, but I'd be lying. Yes, while work has been drama filled as usual and I've been... Continue Reading →

The Cutest Thing

I got to do a good thing tonight. I helped a friend by offering to watch her two adorable kiddos while she took her husband to the doctor. It was an easy night because these kids are pretty darn well... Continue Reading →

Eye Opener

I've shared a few times of my battle with depression. The other day I got an eye opener on how I am when I am depressed. You see, my husband and I watch The Walking Dead. We are fanatics of... Continue Reading →

Gandhism 10

In a gentle way, you can shake the world. Creating The Hummingbird House is my ultimate goal to help make a difference in the world. THH won't be blasting people or groups from the media. THH won't be creating walks... Continue Reading →

Gandhism 9

The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. I think it was my 13th birthday. The same day every year. All day I waited for a phone call from the one person that would make that... Continue Reading →

Gandhism 8

An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind. I won't deny that I have a temper. It used to be so much worse when I was in high school. I found a way to keep... Continue Reading →

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