Kind.
It does not envy,It does not boast,
It is not proud.
These are some of my vintage sweetheart postcards.
"I wish I was the dog."
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- Welcome~I'm Rene'. I am a forty-something wife, homeschooling mom, and grandmother. I'm learning to walk in *grace* more and more each day. I am a daughter of my King. I live in a 100-year old farmhouse which we just might finish renovating someday. But is is still my home sweet home. Most days you will find me here working on all of my *projects*. I do business as *Miss Gracie's*. I love all things vintage but I also love to take old, outdated, worn items and give them new life. Here you will find bits and pieces of my life...from grandbabies, to shopkeeping, to my walk with God. My home. My passions. My heart. I'm so glad you stopped by for a visit.
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me too.
blessings 2 u!
Love your vintage cards. There's something about "old" treasures that warms the heart. Hope you're feeling better! How's the your space doing? Are you there daily to add/move pretties?
I SO LOVE YOUR VINTAGE POST CARDS. I HAVE A RATHER LARGE COLLECTION THAT I DEARLY LOVE AND WOULD LOVE TO POST THEM ON MY BLOG BUT I GUESS THE ONLY WAY TO DO THAT WOULD BE TO TAKE PICTURES OF THEM. I MIGHT TRY IT AND SEE IF IT WORKS.
I PRAY YOU ARE FEELING BETTER.
I ONLY HAVE 1 SON AND 1 DAUGHTER...7 YEARS BETWEEN THEM.
WHEN MY SON LEFT THE NEST I DIDN'T, LITERALLY, HAVE AN IDENTY....I WAS A WIFE...I WAS A (use to be) MOTHER...USE TO BE A NURSE...BUT THERE SUDDENLY WAS NO PTA MEETINGS...NO CLASS PARTIES...NO VOLUNTEERING...NO PROMS...
I AM NOT ONE OF THESE MOTHERS THAT LONGED FOR MY CHILDREN TO LEAVE HOME...
I ENJOYED THEM BEING AT HOME...I LOVED BEING A MOM...
IT SEEMED LIKE A LIFETIME HAD BEEN RIPPED AWAY FROM ME...I WON'T GO INTO ALL THE HURTS THAT HIT AT ONE TIME BUT I DID HAVE A CRISIS IN MY LIFE AND IT TOOK ME PRAYING, CRYING, FASTING, AND RECOGNIZING I WAS IN A VERY DARK PLACE...I ASK MY DR. FOR AN ANTI-DEPRESSANT...DO I THINK I AM LESS A PERSON BECAUSE I TAKE THEM... NO...MY SERATOIN LEVEL WAS VERY LOW....
I STARTED JOURNALING EVERY NIGHT AND DRAWING....SOMETIMES I MIGHT WRITE 10 PAGES.....SOMETIMES ONE PAGE...THE AVERAGE WAS THREE....AND I WOULD READ A CHAPTER OF PSALMS AND PROVERBS EVERY NIGHT....I WANTED WISDOM FAR MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE IN THIS WORLD.
I DON'T KNOW WHY I AM SHARING ALL OF THIS BUT I FEEL LED OF THE LORD AND WHEN THE HOLY SPIRIT LEADS, I DO, BECAUSE ONLY GOD KNOWS WHO DESIRES TO HEAR OF MY PAIN...BUT EACH PERSON'S SORROW AND DARK PLACES ARE ONLY UNIQUE TO THEM...I CAN ONLY IMAGINE SOMEONE ELSES PAIN
BUT I CAN'T FEEL IT......
ANY WHO...I THINK THE WORLD OF ALL YOU AWESOME WOMEN AND WISH NOTHING BUT BLESSINGS AND GOD'S JOY.
HUGS
debbie
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