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My fondest childhood memory is holidays in the country at my mom’s parents. My grandparents lived in a / bedroom house deep in the country. My mom had 11 siblings do we were a large family. I don’t know how… Continue Reading →
1. Becoming a mother. 2. Helping my daughter raise her boys. … Continue Reading →
I would be an eagle. All other birds seek shelter during a storm. And eagle can fly above the clouds and soar even during a storm. My high school mascot is an eagle and we always prided ourselves on being… Continue Reading →
1. Encouraging others. 2. Cooking. … Continue Reading →
1.Starting projects and taking my time only to stress about finishing at the last minute. I really hate that about myself. … Continue Reading →
1. My 20 year old self. I had just graduated from college and the world was mine for the taking. I was an over achiever, very confident, and filled with hopes and dreams. Then life happened. I often wanted to… Continue Reading →
1. I am REALLY passionate about telling my story. It consumes all of my thought process. Maybe because I know that my purpose is attached to it. 2. Being a good mother, grandmother, daughter, sister, aunt, cousin, friend. I love… Continue Reading →
1. Feeling good! When you have a chronic illness you live for the days when there is no pain. On those days you try to forget the illness and do as much living as you possibly can. … Continue Reading →
1. My relationship with God is the most important relationship I will ever have. All other relationships should be entered into asking myself if this would be something that God would approve of. … Continue Reading →
I have always had a great relationship with my parents. I have always been a daddy’s girl as I’m the oldest of three and the only girl. My dad wasn’t a very educated man but he was a very wise… Continue Reading →
1. My greatest fear is, like Portia, the possibility of not fulfilling my purpose before I leave this earth. Many years ago I prayed for God to use me and I didn’t realize he was by allowing me to suffer… Continue Reading →
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