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I opened up my computer one morning in 2007 and found an email from a social network from a Mr. J.  Price.  I had joined this network several years before and had only been contacted by a few school friends, so I didn't expect any amazing or stunning communication from this web site. after opening the email from this Mr. J. Price, I found that this person was asking if I knew a Mr. Shelby Garden.  I though how strange, and reached for my purse to get my credit card out to pay for the subscriber charge that was necessary to be able to answer this unknown person. I typed in the credit card number and while I was getting busy ready to answer this pertinent query, I was thinking that maybe it was a friend of my dad's inquiring.  I said Yes, I know this person - it's my dad!  When in a sudden-- in a flash it swooped into my brain that this could be my long lost brother.  My dad had remarried when I was about 14 years old to a lady with whom together had ...

My name is Cheryl Brand (Brand is writers name).  My legal name is Cheryl G.  I have been writing for over 30 years.  I have four books published in the Christian genre and can be found on Amazon. Com or any bookstore. I live in Washington State USA and have been here for 45 years.  In case you don't live here or have not looked at it on a map -- one side is very mild climate such as I grew up with in England, and the other side is desert -- such as I had no idea about before I lived here.  It can be very hot up to and over 100 degrees, and very dry.  In the fall there is a lot of pollen and some people call it the allergy capital of the world.  On occasion there are desert winds that are quite forbidding -- most people will retreat into their houses to escape such a wind.  I once had a car that had the paint taken off of one side of it because it was out in one such wind all day in the parking lot where I worked.  So with that in mind, I w...

Today is May 19, 2018 and it is the day that Prince Harry weds Meghan Markle.  So in the theme of love and marriage, I thought I would post an article that I wrote a few years ago. Love to hear your comments on this. CHRISTIAN UNDERSTANDING OF LOVE The Christian's understanding of love has to do with his understanding of God.  God is love.  He is the personification of love, and since we were made in His image we are also creatures of love. Love is our natural realm to live and have our being in because it is in our nature to love.  we were made to love and to be a representation of love.  The kingdom of God is made up of love, peace and joy. When we are not moving and expressing love, we are least like ourselves, because we are made to reflect God and His attributes.  We are a reflection of God in the earth -- our true desire is to be compassionate and look out for our brother, and to be interested in the welfare of others. ...

                                                         RISE I am going to rise like a helium balloon Like the leaven resting in bread I'm going to rise like an eagle in the air Like the bubbles formed on ale's head. Were gonna rise up from this place called earth Were gonna take our exit - stage left Were gonna leave and shoot to the stars And no one will notice and be bereft. Midnight -- at the midnight cry Some spring night were leaving here When you hear the men coming Shouting "hes here the bridegroom - no fear!" Were gonna rise, to meet Him again The one that we've loved through the years Were gonna put on our veil and carry the lamp And go up at the trump where there's no tears. @cherylbrand Poem from "FOUR ROWS OF STONES:  POETRY FROM THE HEART" by Cheryl Brand

THIS IS MY NEW PURSE I just finished making my latest purse.  I have been making them now for about six years. This one was made from a dress that was hanging in the closet for at least three years and I decided that since I had not worn it -- I probably was not going to wear it.  So I took the dress (which I liked the material just not crazy about the design of the dress), and came up with making a blouse out of it and then with what was left a new purse. First I cut the dress in two pieces, one big enough for the blouse, and then enough left for a purse with the remaining piece.  Next I make a pattern out of paper (whatever paper I happen to have in the house)  you can use brown paper from a bag from the grocery store or parchment paper / wax paper that you have in your kitchen.  I have even used left over Christmas paper that is on a roll sitting in the back of my closet waiting for next Christmas to come out. The pattern is made from a design tha...

NOSTALGIA Every day is a page In my blue photo album. Every day is a new part written in my blue journal. I’ve lived I’ve died A thousand times-- And not looked back in time But when I do --the Nostalgia hits me like a Tsunami that is about to Crash on the shore: And I can not hold back The memories or the sorrow From what went on before There is in no comfort in you There is no platitude That can make me feel Better about you - The ache will never leave Nostalgia. @cherylbrand

NELLIE WAS HER NAME My Grandmother was born in 1907 somewhere in England after only 6 years post Queen Victoria's death and was given the name of Nellie Isabella Watts.  She was born in Croydon in the Southern part of England in Kent. She was born to two people with the last name of Watts. Her Dad died when she was only seven years old, he died from a football (soccer) game when a football hit him in the head and caused a fatal concussion. So she was raised by her mother only. She went through two world wars in her lifetime. At one time she went to the hangers to help build airplanes. But the thing that I remember her talking about the most was walking home from work to her home through bombs being dropped on her beloved home country in World War II. I remember her saying that she had to duck into doorways and lobbies and at times stop at a pub "to get some Dutch courage" to get home. She had my mother in 1930 so she was 23 or thereabouts when she did. She married...

Its Mothers Day in the USA today May 13 2018. When I think of Mothers Day I automatically think of my Mother and my Grandmother of course. My Grandmother was also my God Mother.  So yes, I think of those and my other Grandmother that lived across the road from us where I grew up. My Mother will be 88 this year on her birthday in October, so I have had a long time with her in my life.  When I think of her on Mothers Day, I remember all the great things she did for us when we were children, like taking us camping for instance at Epping Forest in Enfield.  Showing us how to set up a tent and camp as if that we were going to live there for ever.  It was heaps of fun.  The only thing I didn't like was the creepy crawlies that could get into your tent otherwise it was a wonderful time for me and my sisters.  Another lovely thing she would do in the summer would be to rent a room at  a bed and breakfast at the ocean.  Sometimes our grandmother would ...