Come hang out and rock and read with me here...

Come hang out and rock and read with me here...

Trace's Library Space (Chapters On The Shelfs Of My Life)

Come on in, sit back, relax, and read my new book...one chapter at a time...  Even if they are all mixed up right now.  I write 'em as they come to me and my memories are jumbled.   This first part is a link to my health story...  Hope you enjoy.  It will be added to my book I am writing as I get more chapters.  You Can Stomach Anything If You Have The Guts!  


 
Hope you found my health chapter exciting.  So, now I am going to be writing a bit about my life story...my story up until now.  For now? I call it “Decorating Life: The Decorator Behind The Fingerless Gloves And Boots And Feelings On Sleeves…and me.”  I am going to keep the chapters short, since the title is so long…pimp lol…so keep coming back and follow me.  Look up to the left top of my page and click on follow.  Or down the right side of my page...is two more places you can click on follow.  Then you can get notified of my new posts in my library and songs and other cool stuff.  I mean, who wouldn't want to find out things that about me that are coming back to life.  PIMP LOL.  Stuff I didn't even know, right?


Chapter 1:  Of course, He is the greatest decorator of all time…and timeless.  I see that now.  Ever since I was a little girl, I liked to decorate things and think a lot.  I was always so very sensitive…I knew there was something and someone more out there…  I could see it in the decorations in the Bald Hills of Pennsylvania.  Trauma and seizures have erased or made cloudy a lot of my memories, but I remember small things sometimes.  Like…I even loved to decorate with the sticks and rocks and leaves outside in the mountains.  I remember looking down over the hills to see the farm below us where we all used to go pick berries in the summer.  And the long sledding tracks.  Even then, I looked at everything like “living” postcards…and I was so very sensitive to everyone’s feelings…I was a bit strange, kind of a loner, I guess, for a little girl.  Loved music and learning everything.  When, we’d get a snow day off school?  I would be sad because I would miss out on learning and the rest of the family (back then, it was 8 of us) would be so thrilled.  Oh, I loved the snow and sledding and fun, but I loved the flip side of life, too…learning and work and serious.  Strange combo…fun and serious.  Humor and hope...

6 comments:

  1. AnonymousJanuary 4, 2011 at 3:23 AM

    I can't believe it, Tracy. If I did not know I was reading about your life, I would think I was reading about mine. I was from a family of 8. I picked berries in the summer. I was so very sensitive and still am, although not as much as I used to be, because I would get my feelings hurt too much and now I don't so much anymore. We would sled down the hills and fly across the little stream because we were going so fast. I was extroverted though, not introverted like you say you were, but mine was only to cover up the fears I had inside of me and the self-doubt I possessed. I love to laugh and I certainly have hope, not only hope for the future, but THAT BLESSED HOPE that only is found in Jesus.

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  2. tracygofthebasicbJanuary 4, 2011 at 8:17 AM

    So glad you stopped by. Come by often to read more, as I will be adding to this Library page as an ongoing book... Your life does sound like mine. I became a Christian in my 20's, so I changed to such an out-going person. It was the confidence from Him that I needed... Thank you so much for writing... Made my morning reading your comment. Stop by my other pages and posts when you can. I very much enjoy visitors. Trace

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 6, 2011 at 6:19 PM

    Tracy,
    I am in awe of your gift in this space. Your talent simply blows me away. I am sorry we did not have more time as close friends,but you were in my thoughts and prayers as Nan told me things you were going through. I'm so glad your doing what you love the most.God bless and keep you Tracy.
    Donna

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  4. tracygofthebasicbJanuary 6, 2011 at 11:29 PM

    Thanks so much, Donna. You and Nan both have the most special place in my heart...I'll always cherish the things you both did for me and my family...come by often...made me smile...

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  5. AnonymousJanuary 26, 2011 at 9:17 PM

    Hey... Did I forget to mention, not to call me... "Late For Dinner!" Hahahahahaha! (waves at the Family, and says...) Hey, Over Here! My, you have done a Wonderful job on this "Place" in "Space!" Till next time... Take care, and have a good one! Rocky

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  6. AnonymousOctober 18, 2012 at 11:18 AM

    You grew up in the hills of western Pennsylvania - in a family of eight? I'd like to hear more stories of those years. I don't know exactly were the "Bald Hills" are, but I've traveled Penn. extensively, and have good friends there. tom

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