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Welcome to Marcia's World: I believe there's still hope A place where I hope to feel safe enough to reveal my wants needs, desires, and dreams and maybe even my deepest fears and my best kept secrets. After all; I'm supposed to to find trust somewhere, right? Life can't be full of all heartache can it? My happily ever after might still be out there looking for me, right? They say it's never to late so, hey, I will keep an open mind and keep praying. My children are all grown. There's a bit of a monkey wrench so to speak. I have cerebral palsy. I was born with it. Now, please, don't get all, oh, I'm so sorry on me. I love being me.  I've never let my CP define me. Sadly, it does make people run the other way as far as relationships go. My CP only affects my walking. I walk with quad canes. I have a fear of falling so if there's going to be a lot of walking, I use a manual or motorized wheelchair. Due to my CP; I have an extreme amount of patience unless stupidity is involved...I might have to save that explanation for a whole topic by itself... Shakes head and laughs!  I Love: Chocolate, Teddy bears, Smiley faces, Peanut butter and Chocolate(together), Making other people feel good about who they are, Being a Mom, Being a Mom Mom, Country Music, Martina McBride (She inspire's me daily) Another subject worthy of it's own topic. I will take a moment though and direct you to an amazing video.  My most recent favorite song on Her most recent album Everlasting [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Perfect By Martina McBride Singing, My family, My Children (3)—Andrew (29), Amy (25) Matthew (23), My Grandchildren (2)—Brandon (9) Evan (2) I baby sit him everyday from 9 -4 p.m. while his Mommy and Daddy both work. I came to writing.com with a mission in mind. I believe I was led here by God to help others and to write my life story"Invalid Item"  It's all still in the beginning stages, but I have a very strong faith and truly believe that everything in life happens for a reason. It's the reason I chose it as the title for my Life story Trilogy. I also, recently, began
Much Love and Respect to all my new friends and Neighbors~  Marcia  (CEREBRAL PALSY) ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **
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It's Been 23 Days Today Normally, I'd be writing away in my blog. It's been twenty-three days today since I've written. I haven't even done any reviews at all. Oh, Please, funk go away. I don't like you! No one has entered in "Invalid Item" yet for round five  I want Marcia back. This feeling sad and depressed crap is for the birds LEAVE, PLEASE! Only Smiles and happy faces are wanted, NEEDED and WELCOME HERE! DO YOU HEAR ME? DEPRESSION!!!!! GET OUT; LEAVE NOW GO for YOU"RE NOT WANTED HERE! I have things I need and want to do with my life YOU'RE IN MY DAMN WAY, NOW, I SAID GET OUT~~~MARCIA'S MUSE  |
How do you feel about home-made gifts? Do you make them yourself? Go to craft-fairs? Or do you prefer store bought gifts only? I know I haven't written in my blog in a while. My spirits are finally up. In my last entry my readers will remember I was feeling kinda low. I think its due to the holidays you know missing those I can't be with this year my heart was feeling very heavy. I've been praying for heavenly father to lift this heavy feeling from my heart. He works on his own time as well as in his own ways. I of all people know this. He brings people in and out of our lives as needed as well. I'm a firm believer in fate. A special person has entered my life who has boasted my self esteem a great deal. He calls me "Beautiful" as if it were my name!—I'm so NOT used to this, but it makes me feel AMAZING! In my eyes EVERYONE should ALWAYS feel AMAZING! It's my motto: "No One Has The Power To Make You Feel Less Than Amazing!" He doesn't even know this about me yet. Which to me is a plus for him!  I love homemade gifts. I make some myself. I make something for your Christmas Tree called "Spirit Garland" I learned how to make it when I was a little girl in the hospital to help with my manual dexterity. I can make it with any color beads. I make it with the styrofoam "S's" I get them off of amazon and Tri Beads. I wrap the finished garland around cardboard so you can save it and use it year after year. I think a homemade gift is more personal because you know that person took their time to make it for you. On the other hand; if someone takes the time to give you a gift whether it's a store bought gift or a home-made gift or a rock, for that matter. It's the thought that should count because that person thought enough of you to give it to you! When I went to Martina McBride's concert in September of 2013 I gave her Spirit Garland that I made for her. I made 2 strands of pink because pink is her favorite color. I also gave her two strands of Traditional Christmas colors red white and green. The Cross stitch pictured below is the gift I gave her for her birthday when I went her concert on August 22nd, 2014. I was blessed enough to watch her open it. She loved it. She gave me a big hug and thanked me for the gift. Just recently on December 3rd I was Martina's guest at her concert in Glenside, Pa at the Keswick Theatre. I was treated like I really mattered. Everyone at the Keswick were so amazing to me. My wheelchair was placed in the front row. I could touch the stage. She's a very humble down to earth lady with a genuine love for God. I'm very proud to be a Martina McBride Fan. I was amazed she remembered me out of millions of Fans she has, but she did and I felt very blessed! ~Marcia [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
Marcia's Top Ten List of your favorite Christmas activities For some reason this year I'm having trouble getting into the spirit of Christmas. I can't seem to put my finger on the reason why. I have so much to be thankful for and I'm so very blessed, but my heart still feels so very heavy like something is missing. I haven't even been writing much. Sadly, it feels like my depression has returned. It feels like all I want to do is cry lately. It worries me because I've tried so hard to be strong and happy. I want to be happy. I should be amazingly happy, Well, anyway. On to my favorite Christmas activities. 10) The Shopping- I like this part but it is my least favorite part of Christmas. 9) The decorations - I love Christmas decorations 8) Baking cookies - I love helping my baby girl bake cookies even though she does most of the work. 7) Christmas stories- All the clay animation classics like The Little Drummer Boy, Rudolph The Red Noise Reindeer , Frosty The Snowman , andThe Year Without A Santa Claus 6) Christmas Music - I love Christmas Music! Singing it and listening to it! 5) Watching my family open their gifts on Christmas morning. 4) Going to Church on Christmas Eve with my entire Family its Tradition! 3) Making Christmas dreams/wishes come true. 2) Watching my Grandson, Evan, as discovers lights and learns he needs to be good because Jesus and Santa are watching him. He says. Okay, Mom Mom I be listen. 1) Celebrating Jesus and My Grandson Brandon's Birthday In all honesty all of these things are very important to me so to me there's no special order they should be in I love them all. Last night I was blessed to be a guest of Martina McBride's concert at The Keswick Theatre I got to see her sing this live what an amazing sight and gift she gave me! God is good and Martina McBride will always remain an amazing phenomenal woman in my eyes. I'm proud and honored to be one of her biggest fans. [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] |
What does authenticity mean to you? How can a person be authentic as a writer or in any other role? I Googled the definition of authentic this is the answer I liked the most. "the letter is now accepted as an authentic document" synonyms: genuine, real, bona fide, true, veritable; legitimate, lawful, legal, valid; informal the real McCoy, the real thing, kosher To me, everyone is authentic in their own right; therefore their writing should be authentic unless they plagiarize. I never thought writing could be so rewarding until I found this website and I truly began to enjoy writing. I've always written since I can remember, but now I know other people enjoy reading what I write. It's an amazing feeling when you get an email saying I'd love to hear more, please write another chapter or story. Thanks Joy   for an awesome prompt. Much love and Respect always~Marcia Remember Stay The Same And Love Who You Are![Embed For Use By Upgraded+] ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
Write what whispers your name in the night.. Hmm, where should I start? First of all I should let all my readers I'm a night owl. For some reason my body doesn't hurt as much at night. I've never been able to figure out why that seems to be the case it just is so I'm just thankful for it; therefore night time is my favorite part of the day. My mind never seems to want to shut off. It always seems to be going a hundred miles a hour especially, at night. I have so many dreams I want to accomplish in this lifetime. I believe in myself and dreams I truly do. At night I can't help but think about my guardian Angels—They Whisper my name often in the night. I've been so blessed to have many friends in my lifetime, but, sadly for some reason I've also had to deal with quite a bit of sudden death. Death isn't the most pleasant situation we have deal with and yes death is a natural part of life but sudden death can rock your world to the core. December 23, 2000-Pamela/My Pooh-My little spit fire. She lived life to the fullest it's true. she worked two jobs and partied hearty. She was my pooh I was her Piglet. She had an amazing singing voice that could rock the house. We played sisters in our high school play. She was like a mother to my children. She was selfless when it came to my kids because she couldn't have children of her own. She was born with turners syndrome. She wasn't one to go to the doctors often, but she began to not feel well. The doctor diagnosed her with hypoglycemia so I began making her come to my house more often so she would eat better. She loved it! On December 22nd she came to take my children to the movies to see The Grinch That Stole Christmas After the movie she came upstairs to chat with me. I was already in bed because it was late so she laid across my belly. I wrapped my arms around her saying, "What's up Pooh?" Mommy's gonna be so mad at me I didn't put up any Christmas decorations at her house, she whined. Her mom was in the hospital. She'd just had life saving surgery. Pamela, don't worry about it. Mommy will understand. You do work two jobs. She lifted her head looking at my port-a-pot. I need to get one of those commodes for mommy so she won't have to climb up and down the steps. I hugged her tighter saying, "Don't worry about the small stuff we'll get her one. Now, I know you're exhausted go downstairs and enjoy my christmas tree while you drift off to sleep. She said, "I love you Piglet. I kiss you face," as she kissed me good night on the cheek. I didn't know it at the time, but that was the last time I would ever see my PammiPooh. The next morning she woke up and took my children to school. She went to work. My Daughter Amy and a dear friend came to pick me up from work that night I could see something was wrong by the blank look on both their faces... Pamela, had a fatal heart attack at work. She was only 34 years old. My life was forever changed. I miss you Pooh! The next day I went to the pharmacy and delivered a commode to her Mother—I, fondly called her Momma Nance. ********* ~Today They're in heaven smiling down on me as I write this~Love Marcia January 1, 2009-Tammy/My Eeyore-Had such low self esteem. She had a dynamite voice. She loved to sing. I tried so very hard to help her believe in herself. She had a heart of gold. All she ever wanted was to be loved for who she was inside. Her biggest dream in life was to become a mother.
August 23, 2013-Heather/My AngelBaby-When Heather came into my life she was so lost and confused. I was drawn to her all I wanted to do was give her real unconditional love and show her how amazing she is and how awesome life can be.
Now, this brings me to my dreams right now, At this moment I have two of them. One of them is to sing someday with Martina McBride. The other is to finish writing my life story and have it published someday in hopes it'll inspire others to see life is an amazing gift from God and that everyone matters. Everyone is amazing in their own way; hence "No One Has The Power To Make You Feel Less Than Amazing!" [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Stay The Same Learn to love yourself the way you are God bless all my readers~Marcia |
Who can say at what point dying begins? Because I never know from one second to the next what life has in store for me and sudden death has crossed my path three times in my life so far I suggest that we all take a moment and listen to the lyrics of this song and live each percious day you're given like it is your last because trust me my sweet friends you never know... [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] My readers will now get to read about my spiritual side. It's my belief that dying is part of Heavenly fathers plan. We're all born with the precious hope of our life ahead of us, but no one knows when their life will end. Some live long lives others live short lives. We don't have any idea when our life will end or how. When I was little I was afraid of dying, but now that I'm older and I'm saved. I'm not afraid anymore. I don't fear death but I don't want to die anytime soon. I view death as new beginning not an ending. I know I'll be going to heaven when I die because of my salvation, so it will be the beginning of my new eternal life in heaven with God. I'll then have all the answers to the questions to things I don't understand now. I'll no longer be in any kind of pain— Physical, Mental or Emotional. I'll be in the loving arms of my savior. To answer your question thanks to Eve giving Adam the apple and Adam partaking of that forbidden fruit. We begin dying at the moment we are conceived, because we are all a part of Heavenly Fathers plan, but sometimes we humans don't always make the best decisions in life. We learn for our mistakes though, and God is an amazing forgiving God. That's the most amazing part of Heavenly fathers plan all we have to do is ask him to come into our hearts with a sincere and true heart and ask him to be your savior and ask him to forgive you for your sins. Yes, Its that simple! It really is! God loves all of his children. I love being a child of God! [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] I am a child of god ~Marcia |
Everyone has their method of madness to overcome writer's block especially those of you doing NANO, what's your secret? I hear people talking about morning pages, or writing about the goals for the day. Then I hear other people talk about taking notes ahead of time for their writing. Do you do silly writing games like word clusters or word associations? Do you look at pictures? Listen to specific music. Or do you just force yourself and hope for the best. When I first started writing I didn't think I was very good at it. I, seriously, lacked in the self confidence department when it came to writing, but something amazing happened people, actually, began to read what I was writing and told me they enjoyed what I wrote. My confidence began to build. I knew I still needed to learn the mechanics of writing such as punctuation, grammar and spelling. I still struggle with spelling. Thank God for google and spell check. I continue to learn to write better each day. I've seen my own writing improve over time.When I have trouble with my writing I begin with rereading some of my work I've done in the past, if that doesn't help I do listen to my favorite music which nine times out ten leads me to singing which puts me in a really awesome mood. Most of the time that helps me write better. I never force myself, especially, if I'm not in the mood to write. Music is big part of my writing because it's a big part of who Marcia is. [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] I've been so Blessed by: Martina McBride This song always helps me to focus on how lucky I am to alive and to be, continuously, blessed by God each and every second of every given day! ~Marcia |
This month is Mickey Mouse's Birthday. Let's write about him and his friends. I like this prompt. It brings back so many good memories for me. When I was ten I got appendicitis. I had my appendix removed, but the point is I was already out of school because of my surgery so my mom and my brother decided to surprise my sister and I with a trip to Disney World in Florida. For a ten year old whose life consisted for the most part of hospitals and doctors. This was the trip of a lifetime for me. I will not soon forget it. Mommy was afraid to fly in an airplane so she made my brother Skipper drive from Wildwood, New Jersey where we lived then to Orlando, Florida. My Aunt Toni happened to live in Florida so we were able to stay at her house while we were there. A memory that is vivid about that is this one... We were are at the parade in Disney World, I was excited because I was getting to see all the Disney characters. I loved all of them I didn't have a favorite one yet, but that was soon about to change. I sat quietly as the parade went by smiling from ear to ear as each character passed. When Snow White came past me she was carrying a bunch of balloons. I'm not sure why, but she skipped over to my wheelchair and tied the balloons to my chair. She kissed me on the cheek and she skipped away! I got so excited. I was so happy for the rest of the day. I guess you know who became my favorite Disney Character after that right, but My brother Skipper wasn't with us when we went to the parade so when he was putting my wheelchair in the car to leave he let my balloons go. I cried all night. My mother explained to him why I was so sad because Snow White had given them to me. My brother said, well its no big deal we'll just go to the parade again tonight or tomorrow and maybe Snow White will give her balloons again... My mother said, "Well you better hope so. Marcy doesn't ask for much." We did go to the parade again that night; low and behold Snow White came over to my wheelchair and gave me another bunch of balloons—I was a happy little girl. As I look back now I don't doubt that my brother made sure that happened the second time. |
Prompt: If you could be a cast member on any TV Show, which one would it be? If could be any cast member from any TV show. I would pick Reba. I just, recently, started watching the show Reba on hulu. I wasn't able to watch it when it was on T V because I was working at that time but I'm a big Reba fan. I absolutely, love the character she plays on her show. She does an amazing job. I feel she's an amazing role model. I'd love to be her for a day. Reba is an awesome lady! I love music as well. She is an incredible country music star as well as a n amazing actress, comedian, and Mother. If I had the chance to be Reba for day I think it would be fun. but I would miss being Marcia and want to turn back before long...because, Reba does an amazing job at being Reba and no one else is supposed to be that amazing lady but her.—For we are all one a kind for a reason! [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Here she is singing on the show. What an amazing talent she has |
Flashbacks I'm a little behind on my blogging. I'm a little stressed about it because I started a topic I was close to being finished with it. I lost in cyberspace.I'm going to view that as the lords way of telling me it wasn't time to blog about what I was writing about so with that being said on to this topic. I use flashback all the time, especially, writing my life story its all based on memories My blog is, mostly, memories too I'm a little sad that I lost an hour and a half worth of typing. . |
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