A poem dedicted to my daughter.

The Life of an Epileptic

We are a unique breed
To be normal is all we plead.
For that wish runs away,
Because our true nature will haunt us till our last day.

For some, hope stays,
But for others, from this path we cannot stray.
For death to us is near,
For we do not know how long we may be here.

Because all it takes is one,
For our lives to be done.
For some the near death experience is real,
And for those the scars will never heal.

For this thing we can barely control,
And on us and others, it takes a toll.
For all we can do is guess and hope for the best,
And pray that God will take care of the rest.

For this is the life of an Epileptic,
For this is my cross to carry, and I accept it.

Written by: Aaron A.

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Recipe Box....

This is a recipe box I did complete with dividers.... I have to say I had
a lot fun doing this project and is it so useful! Who doesn't have one? 
Maybe a great gift for someone?

Thanks for stopping by, more to come!!

Monday, October 3, 2016

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Pine Cone Ornament

This is made with scrapbook paper, folded and pinned to a styrofoam ball.
Use any style or color you desire to fit your holiday theme!
Gorgeous and fun to make!

Thanks for stopping by!

Origami Gift Boxes

Small gift boxes made from vellum folded origami style. No glue or tape.
Top and bottom are separate. Cute as ornaments also.

Thanks for looking!