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There are scars we carry on our skin, and then there are scars that no one else can see. Still, they are only scars. We can either remain above them, carrying them yes, owning them, or we can instead wallow in our puddles of pity and drown, thus allowing them to own us.

That which doesn't kill me can only make me stronger...if I choose to rise above it. If I choose to learn and grow and not piss and moan. As one who was abandoned by her birth father, molested at 4, gained an abusive stepfather… Continue

The house we're currently building for clients. I really like this one, it's just lovely inside & out.

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And it seems like it's taking it's sweet time. Oy. I long for the sunny days ahead, you know the ones...blue skies, puffy white clouds, just right warm...not too hot, never humid, not too chilly. Tank top, capris, and flipflop weather. Yeah baby, yeah.

The horses are shedding like mad, great billowing piles of hair each time we take a brush across their sides, or over their rumps. I try to remember to throw some outside the barn for the nesting birds to take away. It sure disappears quickly whe… Continue