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A Little Something Homemade

 

A little something homemade

I remember coming home from school especially on cold winter days and  I could smell cookies baking from the street corner.  I knew my mother was home baking peanut butter cookies.  I knew I could have big glass of milk some fresh warm cookies and even better than that I could sit with my mom and talk about what happened at school that day.  It’s funny how the simple things in life are what we remember the most.  I am so glad my mother took the time to bake cookies for us children.  My mother is what I would call an artist at living.  She made a wonderful home for us.  The scents and smells and colors are still with me today in my memory and my mother is still at it today.

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I am an interior designer with over 27 years of experience in both residential and commercial design. I love the "do it yourself" person because I am a do it yourself person and I very much identify with making old new again. I believe that our spirits are rejuvinated and inspired when we relect who we are and what we believe in and are not afraid to face the harder parts of our lives. This blog will be dedicated to that purpose. I am also a survivor of domestic violence. I have an insatiable desire to grow and learn about myself in both spiritual and emotional ways. I love being a guest speaker for events in self-growth with the idea of hopefully inspiring others that past traumas can be over come and life can be terrific or at the very least good!

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