Teresa L. Arrowood

    One of the most memorable Christmas songs for me, and today it's true. It's cold out and the snow has been falling since early morning. The sun is out bright and shinning now, but snow this time of the year is magical. It brings memories of Christmas long past. As a child it was one of the most magical things I can remember.     Christmas always found me having difficulty sleeping the night before. These days I have difficulty sleeping for other reasons other than waiting up for Santa. Most of the time it is from physical pain or just not being able to hut down the thought process. Certainly as a child we had much less to worry about. If it were just the mere thoughts of what Santa was bringing  life would be much simpler.     This year has been much different for me. With aging my body , even though mentally I feel like I am still a kid, my body tells me differently. From the worries of work  and lack of for my husband the co...

     This time of the year is unbelievably busy. Of course if you are Santa or an elf it is worse, but for me it has been increasingly getting more difficult to keep everything going as it should. In the midst of the Holiday season it has been hard to hold down a full time job, fight with a college on credits for graduation with a Bachelor's Degree in Nursing and try to find time to decorate for the Christmas holiday and still have time to shop and to write. It has been maddening.     I am close to finishing my second Novel and hope to have it to a publisher by the first of the year. Assuredly it is going to be a struggle and with the impatience that I have it's worse. For a women that has never had any patience, being born two months early hasn't changed. I am still impatient and I have a problem I have found with control. I like control, obviously something I hadn't realized until recently. I also like the thought of success and seem to chase what e...

    Sorry it's been so long since I posted last. I haven't had a lot of time recently. Looking for my first accomplishment to spring wings and fly. My first book signing went very well and I hope the next few that I have set up will go as well. The Story of Isabella and Carter is down to earth and true to life. As an author I hope that by reading the book people will get enjoyment from it , but for those that are survivors of abuse, they will find healing through it. God uses people and situations to get his message across.     I hope to have the second book ready for the publisher before Christmas but if not it should be ready for purchase at the beginning of the year. Stilling the Thunder continues the story and what has happened in the two life's that ran a rocky road that should not be found by any person. In real life these things, unfortunately happen more often than we can imagine.     My next signing/appearance will be at The First ...

In the end, it's not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away - shing xiong      How many times in life have really taken your breath away? Not the bad things, but the good things? Things that make  your life worth living? Those are the only things that are worth having. You may never be remembered by many people but you will be remembered by what you did and how you loved and cared for others.     There are few things in this life that make it pleasant. A flower coming through a spring snow, A babies toothless grin, a child's uninhibited giggle, a tear that slides down your cheek at your child's wedding a cancer survivor that was thought would never survive the first treatment. The true battle of the human spirit is one of great determination and the love of life and what you do with it and how you live it.     God never assured us of our next breath. I ...

     Over a year ago I sat down in a cabin in Tennessee during our vacation, and on that trip to the beautiful mountain cabin I took my family , a laptop and 2 season of show I had not heard of before a month before we left. In the evenings after a day of walking to mother's nature's falls, which were beautiful by the way, and praying I would not be eaten by a bear, we would come back to out little rented sanctuary.      After a very heart bearing talk with my sweetheart of almost twenty three years, I told him of what I had in mind. The answer came as "What ever you want to do." Of course I think that he thought it would go no further. While he, my son and daughter-in-law to be to be sat watching the Reds ballgame I settled in the bedroom and took my T.V. Series  and watched an episode of the television show I fell with during a power outage in Southern Ohio that reached into West Virginia. The Vampire Diaries had been on two seasons and wa...

http://www.scribd.com/doc/167786389/CHAPTER-1-Standing-in-the-Eye-of-the-Storm       Want to see the first chapter of my premiere book? Follow the link above to see Standing in the Eye of the Storm. This is the edited published version. Hope you enjoy it and let others know. It is now available at Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble and Xlibris. You can also get a copy from your local book store. If you read it and love it please review it. Thanks everyone for your support. Thank You and God Bless Teresa

Chapter 1 The day was cold not to mention the fine mist of rain that fell. Sitting there among family I felt numb, the pain dwelled in my heart was beyond anything that I had ever felt. I was oblivious to everything that surrounded me except for the flag draped casket that lay before me. The piercing sound of the gun salute was the only thing that had caused a reaction from me. Grayson sat with his arm around me as did my own father but I had little thought of anyone supporting me. I felt desperately alone and troubled without any chance of anything being normal again. Molly sat on my lap unmoving with her blanket wrapped around her. Her long dark hair flowed down her back in rings of curls. With her thumb in her mouth she clung to me and I to her. The child I carried and Molly were my only solace, they were the only part of him I had left, I hadn’t even cried, I couldn’t. I had promised him to take care of the lives entrusted to me. They were precious to him and if I didn...