Rebel Angel: By Laura Guenot The young Rebel knelt by the stonewall, listening to the cries. He looked across the battlefield, tears springing to his eyes. They were dying, both Blue and Grey, and no one was willing to come to their aid. The Rebel pressed his hands to his ears, trying to block out… Continue reading Poetry…
Courage. It is more than a feeling. It is an act of will. It is searching the innermost parts of your soul and finding the reserves of strength that don’t come from your own power but from something greater. As a warrior princess, I need courage. I need bravery. The enemy is strong, the foe… Continue reading Description Challenge #2 – Warrior
He lays there in the wet sand, staring up at the blue sky. Every breath is a struggle. His crimson life drains out onto the beach, mingling with the lives of a thousand others. As the light around him shadows, he thinks back to the start of the day. When the boats had hit the… Continue reading Veteran’s Day…Poem 🇺🇸
I know I never do tags, but I decided I should get into the habit of doing them more! They make for some fun and informative posts! This week, I was tagged by my good blogger friend, Kassie from Soldier Girl Stories. Kassie is an amazing author and an encouraging friend. You haven't already in… Continue reading Tag…You’re it!
Giveaway!!!!! Mustard yellow-colored backpack Fall blanket scarf A cute candle $10 Starbucks card You heard it right, folks! Head on over to Cassia Elisabeth's blog to check out the amazing fall giveaway she is hosting! Click on the link below and find out more about this giveaway! Don't forget to enter. 🙂 FALL THEMED GIVEAWAY🍁
Want some adorable scrunchies and other cute creative things? Check out this giveaway being hosted by Hannah from the Striped Plaid Blog! GUYYYYSS! DID YOU SEE THE TITLE?? ^ Eeep, I’m so excited for this! I absolutely can’t believe it’s been 3 years since I started this blog. It’s amazing to see how it’s grown… Continue reading SCRUNCHIE GIVEAWAY & 3 Years of Blogging — the striped plaid
I wasn't what you'd call 'good with kids.' I always did everything wrong. When I picked them up, they'd cry. When I tried to make funny faces, they'd scream. When I attempted to feed them, they'd catapult the food right back at me...ugh...Let's just say my relationship with little tykes wasn't something I was proud… Continue reading Description Challenge #1