I enjoy spending my time helping others. I have been a member of the National Red Cross, and my local chapter, since 2004. I have gained knowledgeable experience helping others. It is one of the forces that drives me.
I have a diploma in paralegal and advanced civil law. I also own a small construction company. Through diverse work experiences, I have gained knowledge in areas of law, construction, truck driving, and many other fields.
I have utilized the ability to express myself through writing for local newspapers, and publication of a book of Christian Poetry, "Tears of Love" written in 1984. I am currently working on a series of childrens books. I hope to stir childrens imagination, give them guidance, and incite them to utilize their own talents.
Writing became my passion around the age of eight. The joy of self expression is something everyone should experience. My notepad became my best friend, as it helped me to express my emotions. It is my way of finding solutions to complex issues and a form of self expression.
Writing gave me a way of holding on to memories that might otherwise escape. I learned that self-expression was a new avenue of being able to create a perfect world among the turmoil of every day life.
I can dive into my fantasies and relive childhood stories told by the older family members. I want to pass on the things that are forgotten as we grow forgetful with age. With age comes wisdom and various forms of expressing our wants and needs to others. There is no better way to do this, than to make a permanent record in writing.
Whether it be a legal brief, a resume, or writing for fun, it is a reflection of myself.
My passion is ...
writing.
I know too much about ...
abuse
My parents always told me ...
Never forget to tell those you love ,how much they mean to you.
My childhood ambition ...
to write and be published.
My favorite memory ...
fishing trips with my family.
Why I write ...
to express what is in my heart and on my mind. To inform others of things of importance.
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
I am listening to Rachael Lampa/ No Greater Love.
My first job ...
working at dairy queen.
My best moment ...
The day my son was born.
My inspiration ...
God, my family, the beauty in the world.
Empty Words Fall on Deafened Ears I still try to remember the way I felt, reality came to life. The muttering of your lost words, our relationship coming to an end. Betrayal of the heart, broken, shattered, and confused. Your words echo in my mind, as the memories fade in and out .Your empty words, fall on deafened ears, shattered, torn, shredded.Trying to sort fact from fiction, reality from dreams. No time to retrace the steps, or take back the words you've spoken.The damage is done. My heart is torn from the misguided, misused, confusing words. Feeling no sympathy, or remorse...
More..Ms. Glenda Bell
Shamrock, Texas US
Member since: February 2007
Articles Written: 43
Writers Invited: 2