When I was growing up my parents told me that they beat me because they loved me. This is a true story about a life of abuse – both physical and mental – and my long journey to find ‘true love’.
hi, Great thrummed slippers, I am not very computer savy and sent an email to Beatrice about the slippers thinking it was hers, but I guess that's just another blog. Anyway I want to give credit where credit is due so please take the compliment.Karen, Penetangusihene, ON
Thanks Karen!! I was wondering if anyone was actually visiting this blog.Please keep an eye out - I am going to post some pics in the near future of some more. I am racing against the clock to get as many done before my Xmas craft sale on November 17th.
Confusion reigns - and there was I thinking Karen's comment was for me! Still, credit where it's due; and I'm very glad it has finally found its way to the proper place.My daughter tells me she has visited you and commented too, Aims. As 'daughter of Bea'. No sign of her yet though....
Well Bea - I've just figured out how to allow anonymous comments as I've gotten word that people would like to leave a comment - but no google account - so haven't....I haven't seen your daughter as of yet....perhaps it got lost somewhere in the wild blue....Again - you are a faithful visitor.....thanks for dropping by again.
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