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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

Love Yourself

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Just Tired

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Sticks and Stones

The adage sticks and stones can break my bones but words can never harm me is the worst saying ever. While sticks and stones will most definitely hurt me it's the words that take the longest to heal.  I call... Continue Reading →

Brokenly Strong

I may be throwing myself a pity party. But, the beauty of this blog is I'm writing it because not only am I hoping I am reaching out to someone who can relate and needs the encouragement, but I'm doing... Continue Reading →

A Survivor’s Story

One week ago today I hit my head hard enough to suffer a concussion. Being my mom's most stubborn child I resumed my daily activities because I figured the circumstances surrounding my injury could be ignored. I was wrong. One... Continue Reading →

From the Ashes

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Fight On

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Intense Growth

I usually browse my Facebook two or three times a day. I like to see what's going on with my family and friends. Occasionally I like to watch a crazy video or take a senseless quiz. While on FB yesterday... Continue Reading →

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