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Kindle book coming soon

12/26/2011

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Did you or someone you know get a new Kindle or iPad for Christmas?  If so, soon you will have the option to download Sometimes The Wind Blows Sideways: Our Lives with a Special Needs Child.

With schools being closed for Christmas vacation, I have finally found the time to format my book to enter the digital world. This version will contain everything that the paperback book offers and even includes a bonus story!

I am super excited to be bringing this title so many readers, and hope to expand my audience outside of New York state.  While all of the stories were written from Upstate New York, if I choose to do a sequel (which I have had many requests for) I would like to offer the opportunity for individuals to participate from all over the United States.  The Kindle version will allow easy access for others to see what the stories are all about as well as information on how they can partake in the second book.

My goal is to have this up and running by the time I return back to work, as long as I don't hit any major obstacles along the way...in other words if my computer will cooperate.  I'll be sure to keep everyone posted on the progress via the blog and facebook. (Facebook.com/WindingRoadBook)


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Dear Santa,

12/24/2011

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Dear Santa,
I want Disney Apples to Apples game, Zumba Wii, Talking Simba, and Kissing Nala and Simba.  Me and mom are baking you chocolate chip m&m cookies for tonight. I hope you like them!

Love,
Elizabeth



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Dear Santa,
I have been a very good boy this year.  I always help keep my baby brother occupied by making him laugh when my mama and dadda are chnging his diaper.  I'm so happy that Aidan is now big enough to play with me.  He chaes me all the time.  I've been trying to share my toys iwth him.  I am also happy that we moved into our new big house.  I hpe you know where I moved to.

For Christmas I would like a train and track, cars, and coins.  My baby brother Aidan would also like a train for Christmas.

I will leave cookies, milk and a peanut butter sandwich on Christmas Eve.
Love,
Ethan


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Dear Santa,
I am so happy that I got an early Christmas present...I can walk now !!!  Those ten months of being on my bottom were really bumming me out.  Now that I am mobile I can chase my brother around and terrorize my cousins and I love it every minute of it.

If you could find it in your heart to leave me some bath toys under the tree I will promise to be a good boy until next year.
                                              
Love,
Aidan

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Dear Santa,

Please get me out of here!

David

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Enjoy your time...

12/22/2011

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In years past, Christmas used to be a BIG holiday which lasted for weeks if not longer.  It started around the first of the month preparing for it; decorating the house, buying a tree, making cookies, meals, and gifts buying galore, 
fighting about when to put the tree up.  Christmas morning was for the kids and evening at my parents was for all.  We would squeeze 50 plus people into that small house and it was literally elbow to elbow with food flowing, gifts wrap all over, glitter sticking to people's faces, drinking being passed and chatter from every nook and cranny.  It was crazy and I loved it!  In truth, I miss it.

 Things would calm down around 2 a.m.  Usually the snow would have piled up outside during our time of fun and always someone’s car would be stuck and we would have  to go outside to push them out of the driveway to head home. Then,  the next day my kids would play happily with the new toys and by evening, it  would be a trip to visit one of my siblings house to see their tree....this went  on every night for a week or two, until all siblings homes had been visited by  all siblings and our parents.  It was a busy hectic time.

 Then one of the nicer days, we all gather back at Mom's so the kids could go sledding  down the hill in her yard, while the mom’s cooked. There might be chili, soup or  spaghetti (my Dad's favorite).  We chatted with one another,
never getting bored  with our time together. After awhile, a kid would come in for dry mittens, then  another, and then another. All the wet mittens that we accumulated were laid  over the registers to dry. Every register was full of
mittens and we would have  to turn them every once in awhile so they wouldn't burn on one side over the hot  coal fire of my parents house; and we would be in a hurry to dry them fast  before a kid needed dry ones.  Before long, they would come in hungry, cold, and  happy.  We fed them; they played inside, warming up while we parents dried their  snowsuits on the clothes bars. And after awhile they donned their outerwear and  back out they went to play in the dark.  
 
We parents would treat ourselves to a slice of pie or some other goody not realizing that time was ticking away from us. We all pitched in to clean up the kitchen and if we were lucky before any of the kids came back inside, so we had a few moments to sit in the living room where the Christmas tree lights refreshed us.  It was a good time back then....Christmas at Mom's lasted over a month. The tree stood for about 6 weeks or so. Long after everyone else had packed their things away, you could still go to my parents and enjoy Christmas all over again.  The ambiance hung in the air.

 These days, Christmas day..........is.....................just not the same.  I am happy to go to work after Christmas day; otherwise I sit home in the silence remembering.  What was cannot be re-created. Those were the glory days.
 This year, with Christmas days away, I don't even have a tree yet. I am a terrible cook so no good smells in my house and baking is just as bad for me.  I pulled out some non-breakable decorations to put in the living room for when the two little ones come, and I did buy gifts to hand out Christmas Eve to my loved ones.  That is the extent of my Christmas doings.

 I still cherish Christmas, thankful for the many, many, many years, of joy it brought me. And, I make the best of how it has changed. Before, there wasn't enough time to do it all.  Now, all I have is time.

~Connie Scruton

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Guest blogger coming tomorrow !

12/21/2011

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The other day my mother (who is also a contributing author in my recent book) sent me a heartwarming story about Christmas memories of her past.  As having lived through these memories, I couldn't help but to reminisce about how life used to be when my grandparents were still with us.  So in honor of their memory I am going to share the story on my blog tomorrow.

Some of you may recognize Connie Scurton from her Minglings column that used to run in the Palladium Times.  She has currently been working on putting together a true life book that includes super natural experiences from the Adirondack mountains.

The picture above is of my mom and grandmother, taken a few years back.  Do you see the resemblance between them? They were alike in many ways asides from their physical appearance.  Once you read tomorrow's stories you will see the love that ran between them, and the family lif.
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Happy Birthday To Me !

12/20/2011

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Despite the ever growing anxity about loosing my youth,  I can no longer deny the obvious.  The day has come when I need to accept the inevitable....my 40th birthday is here.  I know I should celebrate, for I have been lucky enough to have lived forty wonderful years.  In this time I have gained 4 decades worth of insights and have been privy to  480 months worth of knowledge.  So why have I been dreading this year all for all of my adult life?
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Perhaps now that I am in a new age bracket, 40 doesn't seem that old anymore.  Is my youth officially gone just because I am only ten digits away from being half a century old?  I certainly hope not!  There is still alot of living that I need to do before my golden years.

Those of you who picked up a copy of my book will recall a story that I wrote about my daughter's reaction to my new age.  She ever so kindly told me that since 40 was close to 100 I would be dead soon so there was no reason to give me a surprise party.  Gee, thanks honey !  But she was kind enough to make me breakfast in bed so I guess I'll have to forgive her for that comment.

What the next forty years of my life will bring is still unknown, but one thing is for sure...I will cherish every moment of it.  Now if you will excuse me, I have a family that wants to sing Happy Birthday to me and I don't want to miss a minute of the off key melody that is about to encompass my heart.

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First offical book review

12/10/2011

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    Welcome!
    I am so excited about my first offical book review, by none other than Diane Estrella.  It's so exciting to have her introduce my work to her followers, and I am greatful for the opportunity to get to know a new audience.  Below are four survey questions that will help me decide what direction to go in on future books.  All comments are confidential, unless you choose to supply your contact info. 

    What do you like to read?

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A Christmas Miracle

12/7/2011

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Last week my main focus was going to my writer's group, helping my friend prepare for her speaking engagement, and organizing everything for the craft show where I was autographing my books. This week I am simply counting my blessings that I still have my husband with me by my side.

After an alarming medical emergency, I came very close to loosing my husband.  Somehow a Christmas miracle occured, and he is not only alive, but doing much better.  While sitting at the hospital with him I couldn't help but to reflect upon my priorities the past few days.  I was so wrapped up in my book that I took for granted that he would always be there for me when life settled down.  As supportive as he always is, he encuoraged me to do what I had to.  He was content to sit in the background and wait for me to come back to him.  I now realize that I may not always have that chance.

Have you told your loved ones how much they mean to you lately?  Have you taken time out of your busy schedule to spend some quality with them?  It only takes a moment to say "I Love You", and it only takes a moment for something to happen where you may never get to see their faces again.  This holiday season, inbetween your Christmas shopping and holiday parties, I hope that set aside some time in your busy schedule and give a great big hug to those who matter most to you.  Make sure that every moment you have with them will last a lifetime, because this time just may be the last chance that you have.

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    I have the privilege of being able to shape the minds and lives of children who are battling disabilities.  It can be very trying at times, but more often than not it is very rewarding.  As a mother of a child with a disability, I know the struggles that they go through on a daily basis.  This allows me to have a little more compassion for the people that I work with.


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