You are unique and inspired. You aren't happy unless you are making art of some sort.
Almost anything can be a catalyst for your creativity. You find the whole world stimulating.

You have beautiful visions, and you're good at expressing them. You like people to see what you see.
You also have an inventor's spirit. You're always thinking up new ideas and concepts.

What's Your Life's Mission?

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL MY WONDERFULL MYSPACE FRIENDS!! THANK YOU FOR BEING THE WONDERFUL SUPPORT YOU ARE!

Your a young beautiful woman on a cruise in the Burmuda Triangle. Suddenly a storm comes up and the power that you have felt growing inside you grows with each flash of lightening, each thunder clap, each wave. You raise your arms and feel the energy, the passion growing around you. Suddenly there is a thunderclap and a lightening strike. The next thing your remember is you awake dressed differently and in the arms of a man you know, but don't recognize. He's calling your name in desperation...

That is the premise to my work in progress...

I don't know how I got so very blessed. I didn't do anything in the past that made sure I deserved to have the most wonderful man in existance, but that is what I have.

On a daily basis he makes sure I feel loved and safe. For the very first time in my entire life I have someone that I can trust beyond all others.  It makes waking up to my world so much better.

So, I just want to publicly declare my undieing forever love for the most incredibly sweet, gentle, loving soul I have ever known.

Thank you for loving me the way you do, Andrew Anteola. I am so glad my forever is you.

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Blessings!!!

Okay, so some days really aren't that great. Some days really suck! Like today. The past always comes back to haunt you. No matter how hard you try to leave it behind.

I have lived my life in a way that pleased others forever. My whole 39 years. I try to keep the peace, get blamed for everything, and then just keep on going. Being a lady. No matter what's thrown up in my face.

I keep fighting the good fight, the right way; with dignity. Then every little bit, I almost lose it. Almost give over to that primal, animal thing inside that makes me want to fight back with claws bared. But, I don't. I like being able to face myself in the morning, still knowing I didn't cause it. I didn't deserve it. I was the victim, who now is the survivor.

I am a mother, a partner, a friend that does it with everything she has; meaning every second of what I do. Loving without expecting much back except honesty.

Those I love mean everything to me. I will fight like a momma bear to protect, to honor them. So, those who would mess with that, BEWARE, I am on guard. Ready to do whatever it takes to make sure they are fine.