My Memories of Bangkok, Thailand

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My Memories of Bangkok, Thailand.

All I have is memories of my time spent in Bangkok.  The photos I took are packed away somewhere and that could be in many places, tucked away at my parents home, our place in Kentucky, and even possibly in a box above my garage.

It amazes me how, when I recall a place in my mind, it goes to a photo that I took.  I have always loved taking pictures.  I’ll never forget getting my first camera when I was ten years old, my father took me to the PX, a military acronym for a military retail store, and let me pick out a camera for getting good grades on my report card.  It was an Olympus Pen 35 mm half frame camera.  I still own it as you can see in the photo above.

I lived in Bangkok at that time and certain pictures I took then will always be in my memories.  The Emerald Buddha, the Royal Barge, the Floating Market, friends, family, holidays, animals and so many more.  Memories captured by a child to be always remembered.

The memories I captured by these pictures can even still bring back the sounds, smells, taste and the awe of the moment.  I tell myself “You need to find that picture!” Of course, I never do, thinking to myself one day I will collect all these memories and put them in photo books, categorizing, and jotting down notes.  Then I completely talk myself out of it because no one will feel that memory as I remember it, even if I did all of that.  It is my memory of that moment I hold and cherish.

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Today (July 9th) until Monday, July 11th our first two publications are FREE!! If you have a minute and love short, sweet, clean romance, check them out!

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SOUTHERN SUMMERS

A YOUNG/ NEW ADULT CLEAN ROMANCE

He was everything she was looking for–and everything she couldn’t have. 

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DON’T YOU THINK MY MOMMY’S PRETTY?

A SWEET, SHORT, MILITARY CHRISTIAN ROMANCE.

She swore she would never fall for a military man again. Then, he walked into her life.

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We wanted to give all of you, our dear blogging friends, the chance to read our books for free! If you like short, quick reads and romance, you should check these out! We’re hoping to get some reviews, and get our name out there a little, being that we have a lot of other projects in the works!

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Southern Summers

A young/ new adult clean romance

He was everything she was looking for–and everything she couldn’t have. 

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Don’t You Think My Mommy’s Pretty?

A sweet, short, military Christian romance.

She swore she would never fall for a military man again. Then, he walked into her life.

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Meet the Newest Member of our Team!

So, I–Whitney– have been working as a freelance/ghostwriter for a little while now. It’s a lot of fun, and I really enjoy it!

I can’t help but think it would be great if Mom and Me could hire a ghostwriter of our own! Someone read my thoughts, and after running to the kitchen to get my 2nd (okay… maybe it was my 3rd, or 4th…) cup of coffee I came back to find this adorable face staring up at me from my desk chair.

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Everyone meet Joey (he’s made an appearance on our blog before, which you can see here)! He’s our new ghostwriter! So, if anything we post seems like nothing but pure nonsense, you know who to blame.

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Because Mom & Me Publishing is about to make our first official release!!

Coming up in the next few days, we will be posting two of our short stories for the public! Usually on Wednesdays (or maybe a day or two later, depending on our schedules) we try to put up a weekly “short.” But, today, instead of doing that, we’ve decided to share with you the covers and synopsis of the two stories we have on their way to the press!

Don’t You Think My Mommy’s Pretty?

Our first story is a short clean Christian military romance.

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She swore she would never fall for a military man again. Then, he walked into her life.

Synopsis: Tammy, widowed mother of one, has spent the last two years trying to overcome the death of her husband while simultaneously raising her son Timmy. When Carl was killed while on deployment in Afghanistan, her entire world came crashing down around her. She swore she would never again let herself get involved with a man in uniform. It was clear, however, that the Lord had different plans in mind when He brought Larson Sherman into her life. Will she be able to move past her fears and let herself become swept away by the confident, handsome service man? Or will she deny herself her chance at happiness in order to protect her heart?

Southern Summers

Our second story we will be publishing is a clean young/new adult short.

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He was everything she was looking for–and everything she couldn’t have.

Synopsis: Melissa, a junior in college, dreaded her family’s yearly trips out to the cabin in the middle of nowhere Tennessee. This year was no different. She expected her summer to be filled with the usual family dinners and lazy strolls through the shopping district in the Gatlinburg tourist trap. She didn’t expect, however, to have a run in with Josh Miller, the attractive, self-assured cowboy who would turn her world upside down. The problem? She was already in a long-term relationship, and the man she was seeing had been dropping hints about popping the question. Will she follow her head and stay with Brent? Or will she follow her heart and go after Josh?

Visiting my Kids

 

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Poetry, Day Four: Journey

Visiting my Kids

Ride so long
Stop to rest
Destination finally there
Family time precious
Busily making memories
Tired and exhausted
Ready to go home

Happy Birthday, America!

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As an American living in Spain, I often feel the little twinges of homesickness. Over the last few years they have decreased significantly, but there are certain events or days that bring them flooding back almost as if I had just left yesterday.

Generally, Christmas, Thanksgiving, birthdays, and the multiple vacations that my family has taken without me are the ones that hit home the hardest. So, I was surprised when today 4th of July gave me a feeling of homesickness. It was never my favorite holiday in and of itself. I like fireworks, but it’s not like I would stay up the night before waiting to see them.

I guess what I miss more than anything about the 4th is just the overall atmosphere that it creates. I’m not the biggest “patriot.” I love the US, don’t get me wrong, but I have what many call the “wanderlust soul” and I long for new places and different cultures.

What I mean by the atmosphere isn’t necessarily the red, white, and blue everywhere or the playing of the national anthem (although, I have to admit, when it does play, right before the fireworks go off, I always get filled with this innate sense of pride and thankfulness for my country. I can’t help but think of all the men and women who have fought or are fighting for our freedom. It doesn’t matter what myself or anyone else thinks about the war. When it comes down to it there are still people–men, women, fathers, mothers, sons, daughters–out there fighting, unable to spend the holiday with their own families. And no matter what, they are individuals who deserve respect).

What I love about the 4th of July is the smell of barbecue in the air. The laughter  of families coming together to celebrate and enjoy each other’s company. I love the feeling of jumping through the sprinklers in the hot July sun, and watching my nieces and nephews run around with sparklers. I love sitting around a table with my family, passing the ketchup and mustard back and forth and listening to everyone talking at once, at least three different conversations going on at the same time.

And, to be honest, even though I’m not the biggest “patriot” as I mentioned before, I love the feeling of unity that seems to hang in the air. In a day and age when we are all so divided on so many things, it’s good to see people coming together to celebrate that we are all one country, one people.

I know, there are a lot of issues still present, and the intense patriotism that spreads can sometimes be a bad thing–the exclusiveness it creates, and the self-important mentality that comes from nothing more than having the luck of being born in a specific place at a specific time in history.

But in those moments, when I’m sitting in the front yard celebrating the birth of our nation with my family, those aren’t on my mind. America has its flaws, but it has a lot of great things about it too. Being outside of the US for almost four years now, I’m very aware of both. However, it’s because I was born there (by happy accident) that I’m able to travel around the world, get an education, and look forward to a bright future.

Again, I know this isn’t the case for everyone born in the US and I’m extremely thankful and humbled that it is the case for me.

I’m getting off track here. This isn’t supposed to be a politically charged post… let me refocus.

The point is when I’m sitting here, with my husband and my puppy in our small apartment in Spain, with no plans for the day except to maybe go have a tapa at some point, I miss those moments. I miss my country. It doesn’t happen often that I wish I could be back in the US, but today, I do.

I think it’s okay to be homesick, and it’s okay to miss not only your family but also your country. It’s okay to be thankful for where you are from, and want to celebrate that. So, all of that being said, Happy Birthday, America! I hope all of you are having a great time celebrating with cookouts and firecrackers. I hope you’re all laughing and enjoying the moment with your family and friends. I’ll be here, drinking my tea and working just like I would be on any other Monday. So, make sure you have a little extra fun for all of us Ex-Pats out here!

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Joseph was beside himself as he shuffled through the multitude of letters. Yearning for the so-called women’s touch that was needed in their lives had driven him to place ads in city newspapers back east. The response was overwhelming. Joseph sat there trying to read each one, amazed at how they all held their own story. Narrowing it down to six candidates, he set the rest aside figuring he would narrow it down to the four he needed after dinner. Continue reading