Sharing The Message That Life Is Hard, Motherhood Is Harder, and That Jesus Loves Us All Anyway. My Tribe and Links I Love. Wednesday, May 28, 2014. The Real World is NOT What They Said. When I was in college, my professors kept telling me what the real world would be like. Competitive, hard work, always fighting for my place in the world.

This blog is not for the light-hearted or easily offended. If either one of those descriptions applies to you, i would suggest you start drinking before you read this blog. A sense of humor is suggested.

Read Reviews of A Reel Cool Summer. The Book and The Blog. Read Reviews of My Books. Thursday, March 12, 2015. What can we do to make summer get here faster? When possi.

Proudly bringing you moments of WTF since 2010. In rare instances, laughter has also been reported. Friday, July 28, 2017. Player begins mission with reduced Stamina and Morale. 6 of my homies said.

Writing My Other Great Love. Good luck to all of you! Charlie barely recalled flee.

Sunday, March 11, 2018. Is a group of writers who enjoy a good challenge. Each Wednesday a photo is shared, and used as the prompt for writing. Or you can visit Rochelle Wiseoffs blog. Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. No one will be ostracized for going over or under the word count.

A special child written by his blessed mom. SO much has happened in this journey and I have been busy on the FB support page and new Advocacy page I am running that I forget to keep this journal going. I will fill in the blanks, short stories.

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Sunday, August 26, 2012. The monitors spoke and brightened the room,. His breathing was laboured and fast. I wanted to cry but no tears would fall,. My hopes for his future had past. His body lay still and mine mimicked his,. I longed not to be in this place. The doctors poured in and spoke over my head,. They whispered in hushed knowing tones. Though I was still I was screaming inside.