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A Random Post

I’ve been mulling this over in my head for a couple days. Trying to pinpoint what I’m wanting to say, attempting to get the words right, and I’m not one hundred percent sure that I’ve nailed it, but I’m going to see what happens. Here goes! (PS—when I use the word “beliefs” here, I’m not speaking of only religious beliefs, I’m referring to beliefs of any type. Politics, government, hot topics, religion, society, sexuality, race….the list is endless.)

I am blessed with two fabulous parents. This October, they will celebrate their 46th wedding anniversary. They both retired from decades-long careers in January. They are respected members of their community and within their circle of friends and family.

My parents raised me in a montage of ways. One, they raised me the way they had been raised in many aspects. Morals and beliefs were handed down to me just as skills were shared and taught. The other way they raised me was specifically the opposite of some of what they’d gone through as children. Mom and Dad didn’t grow up in the worst situations, but they worked hard to make sure my brother and I didn’t experience some of what they were faced with in their youth.

I was brought up in a Christian home. We attended a Baptist church for much of my childhood before attending a Methodist church when I was about twelve. The small town I grew up in was the epitome of White Anglo Saxon Protestant America. I had a good childhood. I learned the value of honesty and hard work, respecting others and earning respect, and being myself while accepting others. We prayed before bed, we prayed before meals, we went to church on Sundays, and we had several Bibles throughout our home. Today, four decades later, I still claim and hold faithfully to my Christianity. (How other so-called Christians act and behave in the name of God is another post altogether! But please don’t ever lump me in with them.)

Now, all of THAT to say….I am so very appreciative of my parents and their willingness to teach me the ways they were taught, but not to balk and discourage me finding my own way. My morals and beliefs are built upon my upbringing, but my parents allowed me to branch out, to feel my way, to form my own thoughts and beliefs. And for that, I am forever grateful.

I grew up in a very close-minded area. A very judgmental area. An area where if you were different, you weren’t accepted. But, my parents never let those things be taught to me. Yes, it’s taken being on my own, fully an adult, making friends outside of my knowledge and experience base, for me to form my own beliefs, but I’m so very blessed to have parents who allowed me to reach and research and ask and learn and grow and change. I know without a doubt that many others would have tried to stop me, tried to quiet me, tried to discourage me, possibly even punished or disowned me when I took steps toward expanding my knowledge, growing my circle, learning new things, challenging and possibly changing my beliefs.

So many people grow up being taught one thing and they never question it because it’s what they were always taught, it’s what their family and friends believe. And, if that’s for you, that’s fine. But, it’s sad to me if you WANT to question, you WANT to challenge, you WANT to expand, but you’re knocked down, told no, ridiculed for it. That’s not okay. Humans should constantly be allowed and encouraged to challenge and question and learn and grow.

All of that gibberish to say I’m grateful I have parents who allowed me to be ME. Encouraged me to be an individual. Never told me I was wrong for questioning. Never told me I was “bad” for believing a certain way. Never once questioned me when I befriended someone different than me. Never once punished me for not seeing things exactly their way. Never distanced themselves from me when my passions weren’t the same as theirs.

My hope is that I can be the same for my children. There are a billion beliefs and opinions about a trillion different things. No one way is the only right way. I want very much for my children to grow up safe, loved, and supported. My dream for my own children is that I can encourage them to question, to challenge, to learn, and to grow no matter what. Don’t just settle for the status quo.

My parents still have their own beliefs (however, based on the type of guidance they were for me growing up, I’d hazard to say they have challenged/questioned/changed some of those beliefs because that’s the type of people they are), but they never stopped me from forming my own even if my beliefs were different than their own. And that has been one of the most encouraging and supportive things they could have ever done for me.

Thank you for allowing me to get these words out of my head.

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My 2018 Word

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My word for 2018 is NOW.

I wanted my word to be something that works with living in the now, appreciating the little moments, taking time to recognize and be grateful for today rather than pushing today aside and always looking ahead. We miss so much while looking ahead instead of looking at NOW.

So, 2018 is my year of NOW.

 

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Giant Giftaway Giveaway!

It’s time for a giant giftaway giveaway!!!
ALL of the information can be found HERE—> https://goo.gl/forms/QemSiK7nxCg2atDz1

THE GIFTS-
10 winners get a free copy of their choice from my backlist sent directly to their Kindle.
4 winners get a $5 Amazon gift card.
1 GRAND PRIZE winner gets their choice of my book series in signed paperbacks.

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Come meet the BJ Boys!

Meet the BJ Boys of Blueridge Junction! Also on #KindleUnlimited
***Fight for It is OUT NOW! Grab it HERE—> http://amzn.to/2gRIG2A
***Can’t Fight It is on 99¢ preorder (releasing Nov 1 and price going up!)—> https://www.amazon.com/dp/B076YHDFTP/
***Bound to Fight is currently being written (slated to be released by end of year)
Each book is a stand-alone MM romance set in a small railroad town in the Midwest.
 
Fight for It BLURB—
Micah is a small-town mechanic with a big-time dream. He’s found his soulmate in high school social studies teacher Coleman Pierce, but while Micah’s out and proud of it, Coleman’s closet door is closed, locked, and welded shut. Stolen nights are all they’ll ever have, unless Micah can find some way to convince Cole that coming out won’t be the end of his dreams.
Cole moved to Blueridge Junction to escape his past. He planned to make himself a new life, far from home and the betrayal he’d suffered there. He wasn’t going to make the same mistakes again, but he didn’t count on meeting Micah, or the intensity of the feelings the man arouses in him.
But Micah is out and Cole… isn’t. And while Micah definitely revs his engines, Cole isn’t going to risk his job or his newly minted future on a relationship that might not work out. When outside forces bear upon the couple, Cole is faced with a decision. Will he keep his secret and risk losing everything, including the man he loves? Or will he stand with Micah and fight for their future?
*Fight For It is a male/male romance meant for ages 18+ due to language, themes, and adult scenes.*
 
Can’t Fight It BLURB—
For small-town tattoo artist Levi Wells his few forays into love have only brought him trouble. When trouble with a capital T came sashaying into town two years ago in the form of flamboyant young dancer Jay Owens, Levi becomes more determined than ever to stay away from anything remotely resembling a relationship. Especially one with someone so young and different than him.
Two years. That’s how long Jay has been trying to wear Levi down. But, Levi only sees Jay as a thorn in his side and balks at their differences every chance he gets. Luckily for them both, Jay isn’t going to let a little thing like Levi’s reluctance stand in the way of getting what he wants.
Levi is as stubborn as Jay is tenacious and they find themselves at an impasse. When Jay inadvertently gets himself into an unnerving situation, Levi’s protective nature surges forth even as he berates his heart for getting involved. Will Levi stay focused on their differences and keep fighting his true feelings? Or will Jay finally burrow through Levi’s self-imposed walls? One thing is for sure, you can’t fight love.
*Can’t Fight It is a male/male romance meant for ages 18+ due to language, themes, and adult scenes.*
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The BJ Boys are HERE!

Come to Blueridge Junction and meet The BJ Boys!

Fight for It is the first book in a three book standalone series and it’s LIVE on Amazon and KindleUnlimited NOW!

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Micah is a small-town mechanic with a big-time dream. He’s found his soulmate in high school social studies teacher Coleman Pierce, but while Micah’s out and proud of it, Coleman’s closet door is closed, locked, and welded shut. Stolen nights are all they’ll ever have, unless Micah can find some way to convince Cole that coming out won’t be the end of his dreams.

Cole moved to Blueridge Junction to escape his past. He planned to make himself a new life, far from home and the betrayal he’d suffered there. He wasn’t going to make the same mistakes again, but he didn’t count on meeting Micah, or the intensity of the feelings the man arouses in him.

But Micah is out and Cole… isn’t. And while Micah definitely revs his engines, Cole isn’t going to risk his job or his newly minted future on a relationship that might not work out. When outside forces bear upon the couple, Cole is faced with a decision. Will he keep his secret and risk losing everything, including the man he loves? Or will he stand with Micah and fight for their future?

*Fight For It is a male/male romance meant for ages 18+ due to language, themes, and adult scenes.*

 

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Can’t Help It, I Cried

I can’t help it, I cried. A coworker shared this blog post and another one handed me her phone and told me to read it. By the end, we both had tears streaming. Maybe it’s because we work with a lot of porcupines. Maybe it’s because we are stressed about the end of the year. But, honestly, I dare ANY educator to read this and not be touched. Actually, non-educators will likely get feels from this one.

Hugging A Porcupine by Rob Miller

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My Dad

This post is all about MY DAD! (Well, at least the musical part of him.)
So, this post came about in a strange way. I woke up this morning with the lyrics to Charlie Daniels Band “Devil Went Down to Georgia” on a continual loop through my head. I hadn’t heard the song in a long time, but I looked it up and watched the video and found I still knew about 90% of the words. (Watch HERE if you’re unsure of the song I’m talking about.)

Now, listening to this song made me think about the music my dad played as I was growing up. I don’t remember a time when my dad wasn’t in a band of some sort. Bluegrass, country, classic soft rock/oldies, my dad plays them all. He plays banjo, guitar, bass guitar, fiddle, and sings. He’s extremely talented. And, I should add, he’s self-taught and doesn’t read sheet music. He plays completely by ear.

Anyway, listening to “Devil Went Down to Georgia” got me longing for my dad’s playing (I *LOVE* when he plays banjo, but I don’t have any of that on video) so I dug up some video of him playing. Most of these videos are of 2016 when he was inducted into the Wabash Valley Musicians Hall of Fame. The first video, however, is a crappy cell phone video from a get-together Dad played at a barn party. The quality of the video is terrible, but the fiddle playing is top-notch.

I’m not sure what the whole point of this post is other than to share my dad’s talent and how proud I am of him. Whether you love or hate this type of music, you can’t deny the man is talented.

Leave me a comment and tell me what you think.






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If Google Was a Guy

A friend recently shared a video with me. “If Google Was a Guy” has 5 videos and I can’t stop laughing at them. Personally, I like video 3 the best, but all of them all hilarious. Can you imagine all “Google” could tell us if it really was a guy? I can’t imagine the crazy stuff Google sees! Be sure to watch all 5 videos. I’m sharing the first one, but they should play through to part 5.

*Warning: Not appropriate for children or workplace due to language and mature themes in some places.

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