My southern Ga-Ga Sisterhood

~ For all you writers out there, here's a little encouragement. Several years ago, I was deep into writing my novel when one day as I sat in front of my laptop, staring at the screen, I talked to that piece of technology. "Laptop, I spend more time with you than i do my friends, my family, my dog, my ...." I stopped typing and walked around the room. "Lord, I thought you told me to write this book, but now I'm not so sure. I need a word from you." I opened my Bible and it fell straight to Psalm 26:7 (AKJ). I read aloud, "That I may PUBLISH with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works." I repeated the verse several times over, to get it deep in my spirit. That's all I needed to keep me going--God's confirmation that I was on the right path.

~ Writers need to be surrounded by fellow writers. Why? They understand each other. What happens when I have writer's block? Sit down at your computer and start writing. Oh, good one. I'm feeling isolated from my life. Then go out for coffee with a friend, or your husband. Hmm, great idea.

~ I love my Ga-Ga Sisterhood, known as The Artist's Studio. We meet at my Bistro every third week. We listen to each other's written words, we encourage one another, and we laugh a lot. I am in the midst of amazing women, and I don't take our get-togethers lightly. God has brought us together for this season in our lives for a divine purpose. That's exciting.

~ Well, I've been in front of my little Acer long enough...time to go snuggle with my handsome hubby **mmmm, yes**

Oceans of blessings, Sharron

To The Ga-Ga* Sisterhood!

Today I watched The Ya-Ya Sisterhood while eating a tomato sandwich and sipping sweet tea. Afterwards, I realized that no matter how normal or how neurotic our mothers are (or were), we love them. And no matter how normal or neurotic I am as a mother, my daughter loves me!

~My mother went to be with the Lord 22 years ago, but I see her face as clear as if I had coffee with her just yesterday. And it's true, the older we get, the more we seem to look like our mothers (I can hear some of you yelling eeek!) When I look in the mirror, there she is, smiling back at me--the wrinkles around her eyes give way to their sparkle; her frown lines are erased by her warm smile. So you see sisters, as we get older, our wrinkles disappear in the eyes of our loved ones. Mmm, yes, something else to look forward to.

~ When I moved to South Carolina 3 years ago, I faithfully wrote a monthly e-mail to my Ga-Ga* sisters, but then I figured, who really cares if I'm sitting on my porch typing on my laptop, or reading down by the pond? So I stopped. But now with Face Book & my blog, I keep in touch with those who care to know.

~ FB and blogging have their places, BUT they will not take the place of our personal interactions. Never! There's nothing like a smile or a hug from a ga-ga sister! So make sure you find a ya-ya, or a ga-ga--whatever you decide to call your friends--and give them a hug and smile this summer!

Oceans of blessings, Sharon

*Ga-Ga is in memory of my paternal grandmother, Evie Cook (I began calling her Ga-Ga at a young age)