The Black Tree: Vacation - Day-cation is officially over...Jus' the lil' joys of life

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Vacation - Day-cation is officially over...Jus' the lil' joys of life

I honestly have to start out by saying God is Good!!! ALL THE TIME!...

I can just go on about HIs Goodness.

My little mini vacation is over and fortunately I worked my entire vacation. Yes, I said fortunately, it's what I call 'worka'MA-holic'. It's gets tough sometimes, but no one ever told me that life would be a bowl of cherries. Anywhoo, I have been busy working on me a (online) Esty Shop to sell my creations. Scrapbooking is just one of my many hobbies. God has truly Blessed with me a talent - 'R so I think anyways. I will be selling vintage altered frames 'and things'. All handmade with love. Below are just some examples of what will be in my Esty Shop.

Signed, Overworked and PROUD (smiling)

Blessings to you ALL!

Vintage Journey

Solid wood backing, made to hang on the wall, traveling theme, place for up to four (4) small photos, journaling tags if not used for photos, extra journaling tags, US sales only, price plus shipping and handling, $30.00 + S & H.

Vintage Music

Solid wood backing, made to sit in the picture stand, music theme, place for up to one (1) small photo, journaling space, US sales only, price plus shipping and handling, $35.00 + S & H.

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About Me

Hello Family Tree Researcher, my name is Jacqueline Joyce Thomas (born to Gene E. Thomas and Brendel Joyce Lewis) of Texas in '67 . I began doing my family tree search when my son (C. Hicks) was born. He was unfortunately born with Nephrogenic Insipidus Diabetes. When he was two weeks old I could not get him to take his formula, the only thing he would drink was water. We took him to the local emergency room, where the hospital staff spent hours doing test after test and the end result were "we are still uncertain of what is wrong with your son". My heart fell to pieces. The next few days, still nothing. Finally on the forty-fifth day of his prolonged stay , they decided to care flight him to a Children's Hospital where it still took nineteen days for the final results and even then they were not sure. The doctor came into the room with his long white doctor's coat and his glasses hanging from his nose with the final thought (not answer). Ms. Hicks (at the time), "could you have a seat?" My thought was, okay then comes "is you son mixed with Caucasian?" My reply with anger and confusion in my heart was, mixed, with who?...not what but who! And not that I was cared or anything, I have mixed nieces and nephews. Then he went on to explain to me that "that type of diabetes was uncommon, and that it only occurred in every three thousand children" annnnndddd'ah-Rah...here is the killer..."that it only occurred in Caucasian males." Gathering my thoughts and physical seemed to be out of the question. It was not until he turned four years old that I begin getting more and more curious. So next to my son being born with a rare type of diabetes that only (according the doctor) in Caucasian males and me being adopted, I became one curious Sista'. The search began.