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My name is Stacy. I'm 40 years young. I have two teenage girls and a wonderful man. I have just started to write. I have been struggling with Dyslexia seance birth and thought this would be a great way to work through it. So if are reading my work I

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Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: The madness of life: 3 of 17
Madness of life or is it life full of madness. In the year 2007 life is filled with madness. It can come at us from the front, the back and as you look back it can, and will blindside you. Today our lives are not just full of madness but people going mad. Trying to keep up with the Jones. We need the better car or house or ev... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Parents and children: 5 of 28
Parents And Children. The finest line between the too is love. It can be a struggles raising children and it can be beautiful at the same time. I have two daughters and trying to remember what I was like as a teen girls is hard and easy at the same time. Try to return to that level of thinking and try to reach deep inside my ... More..
Society & Lifestyle > Social Values & Norms Judging others by size: 23 of 98
It has come to my attention that the old saying "size does not matter" is not about mens body parts any more. Today size is all about weather or not you look good to the rest of the world. It is all about the look. Do you have the look? You know the look that every teen age girl and most teen boys are trying to achieve. For ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Special moments: 23 of 63
Our wedding day is now hearforget the past and face your fear.You know I love you with all my heartEven though we are miles apart.On this special day we will be as oneAnd the day will end day with the sun.As the wind blows all around usI thank god every day that love has found us.From this day on You will always beThe special... More..
Creative Writing > Satire Satire: Laughter: 7 of 16
Thats Funny! OK, so sometimes I just think funny stuff. I can be just siting around the house and then Boom! I just start laughing. I Love That. To laugh so hard that you start crying is the best. It's like Gods Little way of saying I Love You. If you laugh so hard that you cry, and you get that stitch in your side, thats cal... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Blinded by you: 8 of 15
Once I looked into the sun eyes burning from the heatjust as your beauty heats meThe love in your facethe fire in your smileI can't look away, from my desireYour beauty is more becoming then the angels I seefor you have been blessedby god just for meso as I sit by your side foreverI to am blessed by gods handFor he is the mas... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Who I am: 211 of 364
I'm not sure who I amA women a mother a friendCan I be all those things?How can I be One and allWhen I try to be I slip and FallTo be so many things insideTo be a bird and fly so highAway from all I can not beAll I need is to be meWhich person am I todayCan there be another wayCan I find the true meTell me what do you seeOpen... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Being a woman: 23 of 37
Being a women has a new meaning in the year 2007. Back when my mother was my age being a women meant taking care of a man,the house and the kids. That was it. Today women have more choices.Sometimes to many. Depending on who you are, that can be a good thing or a bad thing. We have so many things going on , that men really do... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: My father: 110 of 143
My dad is 5'1' with red hair and a red beard. He lookS like a leprecon. And when he calls me pumpkin I feel like a kid again. It was not easy growing up with a dad who was in the Navy. He was gone out to sea most of the time. So it was my mother, brother, sister and I. I never really got to know him until he got out of the Na... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Motherhood: 51 of 64
I would have to say that being a mother is the most rewording and hardest thing I ever had the privilege to take part of.I became a mother in the late 80's, I was 21. I was so happy to be pregnant. No! I was not ready,but after nine months you get ready real fast.Once you look into that baby's eyes you can't help but fall in ... More..