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IMG_3142-1024x768Monday, Monday. Where has the time gone? It’s the start of a new week already, but I feel like today should be Saturday. These past few days have been such a whirlwind. Why, you may ask? Well, I’ll get to that on Wednesday! You must all know by now that I have a tendency to leave you guys in suspense. ;-)

Not only is it the beginning of a new week, but it is also the start of a new month! That means that HaveHeart’s June issue just came out. Have you checked it out yet? I am particularly proud of the article that I wrote this month, mainly because it is an entirely different approach from my regular DIYs. This is something that I have been living with for nearly half of my life. Something that I feel very proud about, but do not always receive positive feedback from. It is something that can create a bond between certain individuals, but a barrier with others. It is something that I have been wanting to write about and share with the world especially lately, but did not really have an opportunity to do so up until recently.

If you would like to know what I am referring to, please click here. Then please share on Facebook, Pinterest, and Twitter! HaveHeart loves people who support and engage other amazing people. That’s what the world should be about, don’t you think?

EmoryAnnbio1Emory

2 Comments

  1. Hi Emory,
    While I do not have a tattoo myself, I have no problem with others having one (or more). I teach at a small Catholic school. Many of my co-workers have tattoos, which they keep covered at work. You are correct, people can be judgmental (and hypocritical). Although many of our school parents have tattoos (some full sleeves) I think that it would be frowned upon for the teachers to display their tattoos. The 1800’s-schoolmarm-double standard still exists today. However, it is more common nowadays, especially with younger people, so maybe the tide is turning? Clearly, I enjoyed reading your article. :)
    -Joanne

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    • Joanne, thank you for your comment! I love when one of my posts can create a discussion. I believe it to be the whole point of blogging! There are many double standards still alive and well in this modern world, as we all are aware. Tattoos are only a small fraction of them. While I do not expect everyone to be for tattoos, or even like the idea of them, I do expect at least some level of tolerance. I guess that was the whole point of my article. However, people are going to do and say and think whatever they want, and I have to respect their opinions just as I would expect them to do for me!

      Thank you again. :-))))

      <3 Emory

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  • Hello, friends. My name is Emory. I live on the Canadian prairies with my husband, daughter, and animals. Welcome!
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  • Thank you to all those who liked, commented, and sent me messages yesterday. I am overwhelmed by your love. I would like to share one more thing. Since 2013, I have used my blog as a creative outlet and my Instagram account as my diary. I feel it’s a much better platform to reach out to others, and to be more truthful (if we dare). I try to only follow those who don’t always show the ups and highs of their “perfect” lives. While I think that the more popular, beige square, ad-infused, California chic, glam mother accounts are beautiful, I also find them to be depressing and unoriginal. A miscarriage is real. It is nothing to be ashamed of. If you don’t choose to discuss yours, that’s totally fine! I needed to share mine in order to begin my grieving and healing process. I am now a mother to two children. This is something that I did not want to, nor will I ever hide. Yes, our second child came much too early and did not survive, but that does not make his/her life any less worthy. Our baby was alive at one time. Our baby has a soul. Now, our baby has a name and will forever be part of our family. We are a family of four- three on earth and one angel in heaven. So, thanks again all. Sadness. What a difference a year can make. Last holiday season, Remy turned 10 months old. She had just gotten her first two teeth, and on Christmas morning, had learned to crawl. This year, we are mourning the loss of our second child. I suffered a miscarriage this week, and it has left a deep void in our family. This was going to be our Christmas card where we revealed to friends and family our joyous secret. Now, it remains one of our only photos as a family of four. Because of this, I want to share it with the world. Give your children an extra hug and kiss for me tonight. You are so blessed to have them. All my love, Emory.
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