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From Sand to Gemstones

Refining Life's Ragged Edges

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PearlyShells

I seriously hate writing about me. What do you tell people? The customary who I am, where I'm from? Those are all well and fine but gets kinda redundant, doesn't it? If you want to know me, come read a long. I'm an open book - or at least try to be. I try to write a little about everything. I should one day find my niche, one day. I figure, if I keep writing eventually it’ll come. Mostly I write to help inspire. This world can be a pretty damn scary place to live in. The hate crimes. The sexual violence. The bombings and shootings. I want to be able to shed some hope. Even just a sliver. Something to help someone take another step in their day. I started this blog in the hopes I could help change a dark and hatred filled world. I'm not exactly sure I'm actually doing it or not. But, I'm trying. I also write to get the practice I need. Sometimes I’ll be sweet and awe inspiring. Other times I’ll show a bit of my true self with some dripping sarcasm and stupid humor. Then there are other times I just don’t make sense. Bear with me! When you come across my page, please feel free to leave me comments - about anything. Open forum. Open door. Open, open, open. I like having discussions about feelings (ya right) and hearing opinions of others about what I write. And other times, it’s just nice to know that someone out there goes through some of the same things I do. Thanks bunches in taking the time to stop on by! ~Pearls xoxo

Getting My Hands Dirty

It is true you know. Many hands make light work. Yesterday I woke a little early and headed to my church to help set up for our annual Fall Festival. Jeremy and I haven't been going to the church very long... Continue Reading →

Beef Brisket

The hubby and I went food shopping the other day. Note to self - go alone because he doesn't do well on following the list. Case in point - we bought a beef brisket. Jeremy loves him his BBQ and... Continue Reading →

Intro to Kitchen Nightmares

My dad loved to cook. And bake. And really create. I'd like to say he got it from his mom, my mama. She was a force to be reckoned with in the kitchen. My dad followed in her path. None... Continue Reading →

Season of Change

Four seasons. All with its good and bad. What is your favorite? Fall happens to be one of my favorite seasons. Yes, I realize there is only four and I'm staking claim to more than one but how do you... Continue Reading →

Anniversary Changes

I can't believe it's been four years. I made the decision to be a "blogger" four years ago. I think I'm still working on it. Learning how to write, connecting with the blogosphere, realizing I've always had a passion to write.... Continue Reading →

The Dragon

The last three months the struggle's been real. I can sum it up to one thing or another but really it's been an accumulation of everything. Life and work. Work and life. Everything is going right yet everything is going... Continue Reading →

Painting the Night Red

I am not a creative person. Ya, sure I can throw out a poem or two or an occasionally moving blog post. But, move past that I am as gray as they come. All of that didn't stop me from... Continue Reading →

Care Enough

I need to get something off my chest. In 1997 my mom and her fiancé were heading home from their work trip from Kona. Usually they take the Hamakua route to and back but decided to see the volcano instead.... Continue Reading →

Then Tonight Happened

Lately I've been feeling that I have nothing to say. Well, nothing good to say. Or anything good to contribute. And then tonight happened. It's been mighty rough going back to work this week. It's as if everything lay stagnant,... Continue Reading →

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