Perfect Rose ~ Cracked Vase. A true story of a girl's struggles with having congenital rubella syndrome.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Why do I write?
When I write I feel a warmth as though a spark of sunshine is coming in through dark clouds.
Why I have had this strong desire to write. I guess it's because I want to share with the world my life...a life I knew I was given on purpose.
Here is a little pargarph about me, before I took my first breath.
Seven months before her arrival, Pamela Shelton's parents, received the news from a medical professional that the German measles had infected their unborn baby girl. Doctors expressed a growing concerns as Pamela's due date approached. They grumbled that the German measles could and would cause countless physical impairments and health concerns in Pamela's life. These health concerns included blindness, hearing loss, heart murmurs, mental retardation, and mircocephaly. Pamela's parents ignored those doctors suggesting abortion and turned their attention to their God by praying for their daughter's safe arrival.
Why I have had this strong desire to write. I guess it's because I want to share with the world my life...a life I knew I was given on purpose.
Here is a little pargarph about me, before I took my first breath.
Seven months before her arrival, Pamela Shelton's parents, received the news from a medical professional that the German measles had infected their unborn baby girl. Doctors expressed a growing concerns as Pamela's due date approached. They grumbled that the German measles could and would cause countless physical impairments and health concerns in Pamela's life. These health concerns included blindness, hearing loss, heart murmurs, mental retardation, and mircocephaly. Pamela's parents ignored those doctors suggesting abortion and turned their attention to their God by praying for their daughter's safe arrival.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Do you ever feel ugly?
Does a pimple or a scar make you feel like a target for the label ugly? Do you feel whenever you walk into a room nobody can possibility feel as ugly as you feel?
Have you ever worked endlessly styling your hair and walked away from the mirror perturb that it doesn't look anything like you imagine it?
I know for I strived to take care of my appearance, but I also tried to keep hold of my inner strength.
Each of us is worth more than we give ourselves credit for. We all can shine either through a smile, a wave and even a hello.
How can we shine? How can we improve on our inner strength and use it to help another feel wanted. I have noticed when I reach out to others it makes me lose myself in them and my troubles seem like nothing.
I hope whoever reads this can see the value of their soul. You are beautiful just the way you are.
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