- The Simply Fit Jocabell Life
- Living the Simply Fit Life
- Simply Fitting Life
- Simply Fit Living
- The Simple Fit Life
ADDED 7/10
So here is another one that my mom suggested and I think I like this one the best!
- Simply Fitting into Life
I just came across a post from Just Another Mom of 2. Ashley participates in Pour Your Heart Out at Things I Can't Say and she did a post of The Fear of Playgroups. I was inspired by her post and decided to also write one as well.
~First, as Shell says: Again, just a brief reminder that everyone linking is pouring their hearts out and we should all be respectful in our comments.~
My Fear: What do you call a fear? A fear for water, heights, airplanes, spiders(this is also one of mine), or dogs? I don't have many fears, but when it come to trusting........walls spring up everywhere....The only person I can really count on and trust is myself and my husband(he has never let me down).
My fear goes back I guess to my birth, yet not knowing then as a baby you would call it a fear. I was adopted when I was just a few weeks old by my very loving parents who were unable to have children. I was the center of their world and love them with all my heart. From the start my parents were always open with me about being adopted, but deep down I always felt that I was somewhat unwanted, an outcast, different...... Don't get me wrong I did not feel this way towards my parents it was just something that was inside of me.
As the years went on I began to question who I was as a person and where I came from. When I was 13 *a rebellious teenager* my mom told me that my real mother was only 16 or so when she had me and what her name was. I was somewhat satisfied with that, but there was that emptiness that still resided hidden.
At 16 I was walking around our local mall before I went to work and this woman comes up to me, I have never seen her before and I am somewhat unsure of her. She proceeds to ask me "Were you adopted?" My mouth dropped to my toes, how does this woman know that I was adopted, I don't know her. I manage to push out a "yeah". The woman proceeds to tell me "I was married to your father and you have an older sister." I am totally dumb founded, head circling, in shock. No words come to me, but the woman goes on...She tells me her name and that I have an older sister that looks almost identical to me, that we could pass as twins! She goes on that I look like my father and that I have a younger half brother and sister from my mom. I am just so dumb founded that this woman would tell me all of this. In the matter of 5 minutes I got more information about who and where I came from than I had my entire life. At this point I think the woman realized that I was just in utter shock that she asked for my phone number to talk with my parents.
I proceed to work in total shock and astonishment. The woman calls and talks with my mom and they decide to set up a meeting with my sister. We all( me, my mom, the woman, and my Sister) meet at a local restaurant. The moment I see my sister tears fill my eyes and yes we could pass as twins, all the while we were both going to the same school and lived in the same town. I found out that "our" mother had kept my sister and gave me up....Some how I felt like I was so unwanted in many ways, the one thing I wanted to know was WHY! Being young and not realizing the entire situation, I didn't ask. Although, they would not have know why either...only "our" mother could give me the real answer to why.....
So, now some 10 years later I have yet to ask why....I almost could easily find her, but something inside of me just keeps holding me back...Is it fear of finding the real truth? Is it fear of rejection? My heart has always had this void from not knowing who I am, and yet I am scared to the core to truly know.......
This is the bird house. I helped her to make the opening and the roof, but other than that she did the whole thing herself!
This is the back of the bird house.
The bird feeder. I made the top so that it is removable and also placed stick in an X shape on the inside to tie a string around them to hang it. Do you think the bird seed will fall out? Well, I lined the inside with more sticks that are vertical.
We had alot of fun making these on a rainy day. Their are so many things that you can make with sticks, just let your imagination take over!! Can you think of something fun to make out of sticks?
Our dog Brody eyeing the pool(hmmm I'd really like to take a dip too)
The girls having a great time!
If only I was a little bit bigger daddy.....
RAVISHED BY A HIGHLANDER
In 1685 at Saint Christopher's Abbey in Southern Scotland is where Davina Montgomery started a new chapter in her coveted life... Placed in hiding at her birth Davina has been protected by the Crown for reasons only her and the precious ones that she shares her life with. Until someone out finds her true identity and shatters her only world she knows, when a Highlander Robert (Rob) MacGregor snatches her up from sure death.
Davina now entrusts her life in Robs's hands. Not knowing her true identity and risking the very lively hood of his clan Rob feels this undeniable passion for her and will not let anyone harm her. Davina also feels this same passion with Rob, if only she could tell him her secret without him denying her.
This was an amazing book! When I started reading it I was hooked and had a hard time putting it down. First off I wanted to know Davina's secret and Paula Quinn doesn't reveal her true identity until about half way through the book. 'Twas a bit hard at first reading the Scottish dialog, but very soon I caught myself saying some of the jargon in everyday conversation "aye". There a few great shockers in this book, but I'm not telling.....
Mayhap ye will be picking up a copy fer ye self, aye?
I was given the opportunity to review this product because of my membership at The Product Review Place. I received this book Hachette Book Group and was not compensated in any way.