Trace's Library Space (Chapters On The Shelfs Of My Life)
Come on in, sit back, relax, and read my new book...one chapter at a time... Even if they are all mixed up right now. I write 'em as they come to me and my memories are jumbled. This first part is a link to my health story... Hope you enjoy. It will be added to my book I am writing as I get more chapters. You Can Stomach Anything If You Have The Guts!
Hope you found my health chapter exciting. So, now I am going to be writing a bit about my life story...my story up until now. For now? I call it “Decorating Life: The Decorator Behind The Fingerless Gloves And Boots And Feelings On Sleeves…and me.” I am going to keep the chapters short, since the title is so long…pimp lol…so keep coming back and follow me. Look up to the left top of my page and click on follow. Or down the right side of my page...is two more places you can click on follow. Then you can get notified of my new posts in my library and songs and other cool stuff. I mean, who wouldn't want to find out things that about me that are coming back to life. PIMP LOL. Stuff I didn't even know, right?
Chapter 1: Of course, He is the greatest decorator of all time…and timeless. I see that now. Ever since I was a little girl, I liked to decorate things and think a lot. I was always so very sensitive…I knew there was something and someone more out there… I could see it in the decorations in the Bald Hills of
. Trauma and seizures have erased or made cloudy a lot of my memories, but I remember small things sometimes. Like…I even loved to decorate with the sticks and rocks and leaves outside in the mountains. I remember looking down over the hills to see the farm below us where we all used to go pick berries in the summer. And the long sledding tracks. Even then, I looked at everything like “living” postcards…and I was so very sensitive to everyone’s feelings…I was a bit strange, kind of a loner, I guess, for a little girl. Loved music and learning everything. When, we’d get a snow day off school? I would be sad because I would miss out on learning and the rest of the family (back then, it was 8 of us) would be so thrilled. Oh, I loved the snow and sledding and fun, but I loved the flip side of life, too…learning and work and serious. Strange combo…fun and serious. Humor and hope... Pennsylvania