Hello every one…well the Group page ans the Showcase page are both up and running, now I just have to get everything figured out for how exactly I’m going to do this blog!

I am still pretty new to word press and still trying to figure out how everything works, so please be patient with me while I get everything set up and running smoothly…lol

We Do have quite a few Wonderful and inspirational lenses in the Sharing Hearts Group already… Please check out the Sharing Hearts group  page!

Soon I will have links to all of the Sharing Hearts Inspirational Lenses right here on the blog so everyone can browse the lenses right from this blog…

If  you have an inspirational story that you want to tell, but you’re not on squidoo yet, why not join now!

You don’t have to be a squidoo member to check out all these great personal stories of hope, but you do have to be a member to vote which one becomes “Lens of the Month”
Any way, I’ll add more tomorrow…hopefully my html is working, I’m new to that too, so please be patient while I get this blog organized.

March 2009 Featured Lens of The Month!

 

In A Flash-Our Burn Injury Story

Burn Injuries change your life – In a Flash!

Poof!…in a flash, that’s how long it takes for someones world to come to a crashing halt.

For us it happened at 6:58 pm on August 6th 2002.
For us it started with an argument over lasagna on a very hot day and a dead Robin that did a kamikaze on the garage window. The argument prompted my hubby to go back to that day’s work-site to get a few more hours of painting done.

More Sharing Hearts Lenses

 

I AM DESTINED TO SURVIVE
MY DESTINY?
A little kid told me that he wanted to grow and be just like me. That changed my life! I’m a nobody, not like in a depressing way but I’m not rich or famous or anything like that so it blew my mind to hear that. I asked him why and he told me, because no matter what happens i keep my head up and I never break. I thought about what he said for a long time before i decided to write this. We all have a story to tell and this is mine….whew….here we go…

 

Open Letters

“I’ll write an open letter to them!”

Don’t we all think, occasionally: “I’ll write a public letter!” or, “I’ll write to the New York Times!”? Sometimes we feel so hurt that all we want to do is write down our anger and issue an open letter. Write to the top. Let the world know what’s wrong and who made it so.

 

The Anonymous Alcoholic – A Superhero

Recovery From Alcoholism Is A Superheroic Effort!

We are told that most alcoholics never make it into recovery. They die prematurely – in car accidents, from liver and heart diseases, or a variety of other related causes. Of those who find the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous or similar institutions of recovery, a large percentage “falls off the wagon” and many of them will never achieve sobriety again.

 

 When a Blighted Ovum is not a Blighted Ovum!

 was misdiagnosed back in 2002 and told at my 5 1/2 and 6 week ultrasounds that I most likely had a blighted ovum. After my 7 and 8 week ultrasounds, my doctor strongly recommended a D&C due to an empty gestational sac.   At nearly 9 weeks, we saw my baby for the first time on ultrasound, beating heart and all! 

 

Red Cheeks, how to get rid of them!

My cheeks are red, and have been as long as I can remember. Worse yet: they’ve grown more red as I grew older. I’ve finally found a product that works though: Eucerin Redness Relief.

How it Happened.

Whilst doing National Service in the Rhodesian army I got a few cuts and scrapes whilst skirmishing and unfortunately these turned septic. By the time I got into the army hospital my heart was starting to play up and this was wrongly diagnosed as Rheumatic Fever and I was treated accordingly.

 

 

           Fighting Deafness

You should all understand that I had completed my secondary education and already knew how to talk prior to becoming deaf whilst I was doing National Service in the then Rhodesian Army.

 

       My Parents – My Superheroes!

My parents – Josef Thiemermann and Johanna Nowak – lived through some of the most difficult years in European history. They’ve succeeded against seemingly insurmountable odds – from the Russian front line in WWII, to famine and despair in the Austrian homeland; from traveling for weeks on a crowded freight train, to a new beginning in post-war Germany.

 

      Memories Of My Baby Brother

Siblings are our earliest companions, playmates and confidants in life. We laughed with them, cryed with them, were afraid with them, and angry with them. They helped us to learn to share, to feel empathy, and to feel happiness. They were our best friend, and at other times, our worst enemy.

 

 

Legally Blind Golfer

When my husband was 42 years old, he was told he was legally blind. The doctors first thought the problem was retinitis pigmentosa. Later some doctors suggested macular degeneration. After many tests and many doctors, it is now determined that he has a combination of both of those diseases and a few more.

 

       An Interesting Life?

This is a lens about hope, it’s about trying to inspire people not to listen to doom sayers.Sometimes life can treat you harshly, but many people have and continue to have almost unbearable obstacles. There is always light at the end of the tunnel but you must balance this against reality. I reached a stage when I lost hope.

 

        Thanksgiving Prayer – A Family Tradition

I have always enjoyed Thanksgiving and have many happy memories of our Tate Family on Thanksgiving.

There are several special Thanksgivings that I remember very vividly. One was when Mom and Dad invited an older couple to join us explaining that they would be all alone that year.

 

     My Time as Golf Captain

As a lifelong fan of sport I happen to believe that this is one of the simplest ways of bridging wide divides. It is important to all of us and by this I mean men, women and children. Apart from being a fantastic way to exercise, it teaches us many different concepts of life. Amongst these fair play and discipline and courage.

 

    A Dedication To My Dad

He was an eternal optimist. He loved his life and he loved to play. A kid at heart, he taught himself, as well as myself and my siblings to believe in miracles and in magic.

 

      Bipolar Disorder And Me – Two Bears and a Lady

Bipolar, Two Polar Bears, Get it? I was Diagnosed with bipolar disorder around a year ago, but looking back I’ve shown symptoms of it since about age 11; I am now 27.I tend to deal with it and talk about it with humor as you can tell from the playful nature of my lens title. I am not ashamed that I have bipolar disorder and I don’t think it’s some deep dark secret I should hide:no good can come from that.

 

 

     Hearing Aids At Age Six: Leaves make sounds when you step on them?

My son, Kenneth, is hard of hearing. He received his hearing aids at age six, that was about 2 1/2 years ago.The day he got them was an amazing day in his life and in the life of everyone in our family. It brings me to tears to remember that day because it was such an important day, a life changing day for us all.

 

 

 

     InvisABLE Illness

I was diagnosed with a lot of the Invisible Illnesses. I have Fibromyalgia, Chronic Pain Syndrome (CPS), Myofascial Pain, Rheumatoid Arthritis (R.A.), Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS), Scoliosis, Chronic Sleep Apnea, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), Irritable Bowel Syndrome-Constipation (IBS-C), Tremors, Chronic Migraines, Restless Leg Syndrome (RLS), Night Terrors, Chronic Depression, Chronic Anxiety and Panic Attacks, Night Terrors, Insulin Resistance, Swelling and Compressed, Bulging and Herniated disks….and the list goes on.

 

     Through hell and back again, my journey through depression

In November 2004 my third son was born via caesarean section after over 40 hours labour. This was my third caesarean,my second unsuccessful attempt at a home birth.

Everything had been put into place to make it a success. But, things just didn’t work out. Afterwards, I developed post-traumatic stress disorder and severe depression

 

    Life With Depression

i have been struggling with depression since the age of 11, and started receiving medical attention at the age of 21. This is something that i wrote while i was depressed, somewhat showing how low i was feeling. The road through my depression, once i started receiving medical treatment and therapy, has been long and hard. I have gone through many different medications but have been unresponsive to everything we have tried so far, however, the one we are just starting seems to be having an effect.