New crochet BLOG is UP! It's called "Creatively Crochet."
Find it here.
See y'all soon!! Please visit!
April 5, 2010
Craft/Crochet BLOG??
I have been considering making a new BLOG for a few reasons:
1. I got a new email address forever ago, and the email address I use to sign into here is really old. Blogger won't let me change it. :(
2. I sort of want to make a craft/crochet BLOG. I've been doing a lot of crocheting lately, and I really like it. Some of the stuff I've made is really cute (if I do say so myself) and I want to see if I can make a BLOG about it.
3. I always forget about this BLOG, and I never write on it, so there is no point in trying to keep up with it. :( I won't delete it completely, so you can still come and read whatever I've posted before, but I won't be posting anything new here.
If I do make a new BLOG, I will post the URL here soon so you guys can find it.
Thanks to those of you who kept checking my BLOG every week even though I almost never posted on here. I suppose this is the end, for the most part.
Hopefully I will see you all soon!
Ashley
1. I got a new email address forever ago, and the email address I use to sign into here is really old. Blogger won't let me change it. :(
2. I sort of want to make a craft/crochet BLOG. I've been doing a lot of crocheting lately, and I really like it. Some of the stuff I've made is really cute (if I do say so myself) and I want to see if I can make a BLOG about it.
3. I always forget about this BLOG, and I never write on it, so there is no point in trying to keep up with it. :( I won't delete it completely, so you can still come and read whatever I've posted before, but I won't be posting anything new here.
If I do make a new BLOG, I will post the URL here soon so you guys can find it.
Thanks to those of you who kept checking my BLOG every week even though I almost never posted on here. I suppose this is the end, for the most part.
Hopefully I will see you all soon!
Ashley
May 10, 2009
Quotes About Mothers
Food for thought on this Mother's Day...
"The phrase 'working mother' is redundant."
~Jane Sellman
"Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible."
~Marion C. Garretty
"Men are what their mothers made them."
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
"A mother's love's a blessing, no matter where you roam
Keep her while she's living, you'll miss her when she's gone
Love her as in childhood, though feeble, old and grey
For you'll never miss a mother's love, till she's buried beneath the clay."
~Thomas P. Keenan
"Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised."
~Proverbs 31:10, 28-30
"The phrase 'working mother' is redundant."
~Jane Sellman
"Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible."
~Marion C. Garretty
"Men are what their mothers made them."
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
"A mother's love's a blessing, no matter where you roam
Keep her while she's living, you'll miss her when she's gone
Love her as in childhood, though feeble, old and grey
For you'll never miss a mother's love, till she's buried beneath the clay."
~Thomas P. Keenan
"Only God Himself fully appreciates the influence of a Christian mother in the molding of character in her children."
~Billy Graham
"Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised."
~Proverbs 31:10, 28-30
March 31, 2009
The Promise
This is a story I wrote a while back. I hope you all enjoy it!!
In another hour they were dressed and ready for their family day out. Sitting in the van waiting for mom, Annie shared with Dad about her friend Sara's struggles.
"It's so hard for her, Dad. She feels so alone and helpless since her parents told her they are divorcing. What can I do to help her?"
"You can remind her that God loves her and will never forsake her. Remember Ephesians 6:10? 'Be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might.' And in Joshua 1:5 we are reminded that He will never leave us or forsake us. Remember that, Annie, as long as you live. God will always take care of you as long as you turn to Him. He'll never, ever leave you."
Dad winked at her as Mom hopped in the car, and they were on their way. They spent a great day visiting a local museum; later they shared a picnic lunch in the park. Then. . . then what? What happened on the way home? She remembered them singing along to a favorite CD, then the car lurching unexpectedly as her mom gasped. . . then, nothing.
The next thing she remembered was waking up in the hospital, her head pounding, her lips cracked. She was so sore she could hardly move. She panicked for a moment as scenes of the accident flashed in her mind. . . the van, swerving violently to the left. . . a gigantic semi-truck. . . going down a slope. . . her mom crying out. It was all so jumbled and none of it made sense.
Annie's eyes quickly darted around the room, then as they came to rest on the familiar figure of her mother, she could feel her pulse return to normal. Her mom turned away from the window and as their eyes made contact, she suddenly knew. She knew he was gone. Dad. . . oh, Dad! "No!" her heart cried out. "No!" She started sobbing, the violent, heart-wrenching kind that come only with the feeling of everything being wrong. It felt like Annie's world would never be good again. Mom came and gathered Annie in her arms, stroked her head and all choked up, whispered, " Shh, it's okay. We're going to be okay."
Annie felt her mom's hand stroking her head once again, and was suddenly brought back to the present. She looked into her mom's eyes once again, and felt the tears running down her cheeks. She remembered the bouquet of daisies in her hand, her dad's favorite. And she could hear his voice again, clearer than ever. "Be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. Remember that, Annie, as long as you live. God will never, ever leave you. Be strong. . . be strong."
And in that moment, she turned her heart to the Lord, whispering a prayer for strength as she took one more step toward the casket and looked one more time down at her dad, to say goodbye.
Annie O'Brien took a deep breath as she slowly approached the casket. She wished she were anywhere but here. She wished it were anyone but him. How could it be him? As tears streamed down her face, she forgot about everything around her; what she was doing, her mom squeezing her hand so tight, the bouquet of daisies she clutched.
That horrible day came rushing back, the day she could never forget. It started out as a good day, a very good day. She met Dad at the breakfast table and they laughed as they read the comics together, their favorite Saturday morning ritual. Mom smiled at the scene as she dished up more waffles and strawberries.In another hour they were dressed and ready for their family day out. Sitting in the van waiting for mom, Annie shared with Dad about her friend Sara's struggles.
"It's so hard for her, Dad. She feels so alone and helpless since her parents told her they are divorcing. What can I do to help her?"
"You can remind her that God loves her and will never forsake her. Remember Ephesians 6:10? 'Be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might.' And in Joshua 1:5 we are reminded that He will never leave us or forsake us. Remember that, Annie, as long as you live. God will always take care of you as long as you turn to Him. He'll never, ever leave you."
Dad winked at her as Mom hopped in the car, and they were on their way. They spent a great day visiting a local museum; later they shared a picnic lunch in the park. Then. . . then what? What happened on the way home? She remembered them singing along to a favorite CD, then the car lurching unexpectedly as her mom gasped. . . then, nothing.
The next thing she remembered was waking up in the hospital, her head pounding, her lips cracked. She was so sore she could hardly move. She panicked for a moment as scenes of the accident flashed in her mind. . . the van, swerving violently to the left. . . a gigantic semi-truck. . . going down a slope. . . her mom crying out. It was all so jumbled and none of it made sense.
Annie's eyes quickly darted around the room, then as they came to rest on the familiar figure of her mother, she could feel her pulse return to normal. Her mom turned away from the window and as their eyes made contact, she suddenly knew. She knew he was gone. Dad. . . oh, Dad! "No!" her heart cried out. "No!" She started sobbing, the violent, heart-wrenching kind that come only with the feeling of everything being wrong. It felt like Annie's world would never be good again. Mom came and gathered Annie in her arms, stroked her head and all choked up, whispered, " Shh, it's okay. We're going to be okay."
Annie felt her mom's hand stroking her head once again, and was suddenly brought back to the present. She looked into her mom's eyes once again, and felt the tears running down her cheeks. She remembered the bouquet of daisies in her hand, her dad's favorite. And she could hear his voice again, clearer than ever. "Be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. Remember that, Annie, as long as you live. God will never, ever leave you. Be strong. . . be strong."
And in that moment, she turned her heart to the Lord, whispering a prayer for strength as she took one more step toward the casket and looked one more time down at her dad, to say goodbye.
February 27, 2009
The End of the Road...
Unfortunately, I am going to have to discontinue the story "The Diary of Beth Thompson, a Girl in the Great Depression." I am very sorry. However, I am working on writing some new short stories and poems, so I will post those as soon as I possibly can! Thank you!
Oops!!
Well, I sure messed that promise up! I'm sure you know the one I'm talking about--the one I made way back in October that said I would BLOG once a week. Unfortunately, my BLOG has become a ghost town, with people rarely ever visiting because I never post anything. Hmmmm, I will have to do something about that, won't I? Well, I obviously can't post all that often, but I can TRY to post much more often! Hopefully I will remember and get on and do this!
October 18, 2008
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