Wow I can't believe that I have made it through another year. This year has been full of ups and downs. Everyone says that they have ups and downs in their lives but it's really not the same people talk about. health getting worse, constantly being sick and feeling so lonely and depressed and many other things. Month after months things got worse. I'd lay awake at night praying, wishing that I would make another day feeling better than yesterday. But it got worse. During that time I let relationships with people slip. My 2016 was a mess. But 2017 is going to be different. I'm going to do everything I missed up better. Everything is going to be different. I'm going to be different.
Colors paint the evening sky. The sun is shining giving light, stars light up the atmosphere, but we’re the reason God came here.
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Thursday, December 29, 2016
New Year
Monday, December 26, 2016
What is Christmas
The Presents opened, the dinner eaten, bellies filled, lots of laughs. The guests leave and the house once again gets cleaned. What a weird feeling of Christmas. This year we focused on each other instead of receiving gifts. Why? Because as many people don't know Christmas comes down to one thing. Sure it's a pagan holiday but isn't a lot of the holidays we celebrate and love first started by pagans? My family has always tried to make Christmas very simple while taking out the paganism out. We try and make it family time with some of the fun Christmas feels. Christmas shows the one time of year we aren't angry or hurt by words by family members. I'm mean we're too busy enjoy our simple and special time together. This year was different. Many many changes that made it hard for me. I don't do well with change, I've made myself sick countless times because I'm unable to grasp ahold of something changing and it either causes stress or creates anxiety. With each new change or step this year has brought me, I'm so happy that I had a great Christmas. So what is Christmas? I've always been raised to see it as you have to spend it with family and we open gifts or read the Christmas story. But I'm Also hearing as I grow older, it's the gift of giving. But my family never celebratesit as that. What is Christmas?
Tuesday, December 20, 2016
Relationships
I'm not really good with relationships. I start to retreat from people when they get too close. But I seemto have this "magnetic pull" that draws people to me according to my friend Cassidy. Why is it I can draw someone to want to be around me but I retreat? I never really was tough much about people except that I am supposed treat someone like they're a hundred dollar bill. (The words of my dad) But that doesn't mean anything with relationships and friendship. Just how to treat a person. Maybe I think too much of this. But there's are days when I don't like how close people try to get to me. How parents adore me because their children love me. How much one person can make your love the friendship with them but you're hating yourself the whole friendship. But I don't know how to change me or change the way I am. I don't know how to change my life.
Saturday, December 10, 2016
Let Not The Damage Be Done
Some days of our friendship will leave you frustrated, may leave you hurt, make you smile but if you get anything from the time you spent with me is that I want a real genuine friendship. Not one I feel abandoned by or that I constantly hurt you because I feel it deep down in my soul and I am not strong enough to fix it. May it be one I can look back at all the good things we did and not at all the time I cried about how much I've hurt you. I come with a "fragile handle with care warning." I'm not strong enough to do this on my own....
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
CRAZINESS
These last few weeks have been crazy. Crazy in many bad ways. I went from a happy person who loved everyone and most things to very emotional, don't trust anyone or care to trust people close to me. But doing a great job of hiding it. I would tell myself that I'm not really this person, it's a phase that will disappear but I'm not sure it is when I'm trying so hard to chase after it.
Thursday, June 23, 2016
Pushing through
The moments in life when you feel like everything you do is all coming to a close. Or they don't really seem to make you feel very excited or uplifted. Almost like what you have been doing weekly, monthly or even every single day of the year just loses the fire. There has to be a point where you must tell yourself to get back up, dust the dirt off and push through. Your joy, happiness which was stolen is still in reach. Been told many times by different people that the devil is crafty in many ways, but his tricks are all the same. Because of them all being the same you would think that you figure out his schemes, tricks. But sometimes I wonder if they actually knew exactly what battle you and the devil have. Everyone has their own battles.
Monday, April 25, 2016
Friday, April 1, 2016
Who inspires you? What about them inspires you?
Who or what motivates you? And why?
What are some struggles you have? Or fears?
What does having faith mean to you?
What's your outlook on life?
Are you introverted, extroverted or both?
Do you have a dream? If so how would you make that dream come true?
How are you inspired?
What are some struggles you have? Or fears?
What does having faith mean to you?
What's your outlook on life?
Are you introverted, extroverted or both?
Do you have a dream? If so how would you make that dream come true?
What are you most passionate about?
Monday, March 28, 2016
Depression
Friday, March 18, 2016
Leaving Behind
Sunday, March 13, 2016
Sunday, February 28, 2016
Saturday, February 27, 2016
The Past is in the Past
Friday, February 26, 2016
Life holds Beauty
Disappointments
Friday, February 12, 2016
Ups and downs of life
Once upon a time there was this girl who had just joined a family who already had 7 kids, they adopted a little boy who was a year and a half younger than her. They were the biggest family in their church, continuing to expand, they added 4 more kids, which were birth naturally and healthy by the mother. So much trauma had already been built in the young girl's life that it became a rocky start with the family. You would think the story gets better... Well for awhile everything was going great..the young girl started to adjust to being in such a large family. But by the time she was 10 she discovered sharp objects in the way that was harmful. By the time she reached the age of 13 she became a different person, lost joy and life in things she loved most. Most importantly her family.. She started resenting them wishing for she was never a part of the wonderful family she was given. By the time she turned 14 life just kept getting worse and worse but she chose to do something about it. She devoted herself and time to be around people who were discovering life and new things. She discovered that it was the only thing that made her feel happy inside and not just on her face. She started mentoring with a friend who became one of her closest friends. Life was slowly getting back on the right track. Her past life seemed to be a thing in the past...
Life has a way of putting so many things that make it harder for you to want to go on but it doesn't have to let it be the only thing you see. Look for the good things and go for them.
Saturday, January 30, 2016
What is God Like
What Christmas Means to Me
Christmas has always been my favorite time of the year, just like many other people in this world but all for different reasons. Let me introduce myself, Stella Lewis, a mother of four, four sweet girls each born in a different seasons, Starla is my Christmas baby (she's the one I'll be talking about). Dec 25th, Supposed to be born in March of the next year. She's eight and I don't want to give too much away. Genevieve (Or Geni) my sweet spring baby is five and just adores being the person who lifts anyone's mood, from sadness, anger to happiness. My ray of sunshine. Trinity and Gemma are my Summer and Autumn babies ages three and two born 365 days apart, Gemma was born the same day Trinity turned one. Each of them special in her own way. But this story we're going to be talking about why Christmas and what it means to me. Almost 10 years ago because Starla as I forgot to mention will be 9. My husband and I found out that we were going to have a baby, we were so excited, weeks later found out that we were going to have twins but sometime in September we lost our little boy....I meant o say November, We named him Noah Ellis. Just when we thought we were baby less our doctor told us that our girl was still alive but with a slim chance of survival. We buried our little boy and I was completely bedridden until Christmas Eve. I went into early labor. On Christmas day at 12:25pm my husband and I received our Christmas gift, our baby girl Starla Cherish,she was three pounds and had trouble breathing. Her lungs could barely get any air. She stayed in the hospital the first four months of her life, fighting for her life. By the time she was eight months old her lungs cleared up to where she could use them in the way a eight month baby was able to. On her first birthday she caught the bug her cousins passed around. At first thought nothing about it other than being a bug, instead of healing it landed our year old daughter once again in the hospital. That year she spent three months out of the hospital. I spent night after night praying for my baby girl. I prayed to God putting my daughter's life in his hand. I wanted his will to be done in my daughter's life. Woke up Christmas day to my baby laughing and saying "Merry Bwithday", talking for one, two looking better than I had seen her in the months we spent in the hospital. I had never heard of a Christmas miracle for I grew up never celebrating Christmas. My father was always drafted on Christmas and by the time I was 10 he was killed, my mom remarried to a man who should have been my dad. He was there for me all through middle school, High school and college and when my mom died (she killed herself on her birthday when I was 17) He has been there for me even through the times my daughter was in the hospital. He used to tell me that miracles are all around us especially at Christmas time. But I never believed in him but seeing my baby girl talking and looking better made me wonder if miracles were real. We left the hospital the next day and Starla has not been since been in the hospital besides for broken bones. Ever since we have been able to celebrate Christmas and expand our family and are continuing to since this newest member is going to make his appearance in less than a month. His sisters are happy for a brother because there needs to be a son to make their dad happy. I''m sure my husband will love our newest member girl or boy but he's happy just the same.We're excited for welcoming Cullen Foster in our family and I'm extra blessed and grateful for my Christmas miracle daughter..
Stella Lewis
Thursday, January 28, 2016
Trials and Struggles
Pressing On
Like a Family

Thursday, January 21, 2016
Faith like a child
Once Upon a far distantly long land ago there lived this Cabinet maker named Rory who had 3 daughters; Portia, Dolores and Renee who everyone called Raini. Each of his daughters were known for their personalities. Portia was known as one who was a greedy person who always got what she wanted. She was also known as being very beautiful.Dolores was known for her obnoxious tongue wagging in places it needed not to be in but always was. Raini was her father's pride and joy, though known for her seamstress work she was beautiful in beautiful in everything she did. But a fault of what she had was she could not dance. it was a sorry sight to see that where she didn't lack in beauty, grace and musical flare she lacked in dancing, in a town where dancing happened every full moon or any celebration. Her sisters showed no grace in constantly reminding her of her one fault. "With feet like yours you may never catch a husband as is tradition for a girl." "Someday you will wish you could dance but the rate you're at may take centuries." One day while she was up on a hill picking and arranging flowers for her friend's upcoming wedding, she made sure no one was watching before she started her dancing. "What a sore sight to look at." someone spoke startling Raini. She stopped and turned finding this rugged. buff man standing, laughing at her. "If I knew better I would say you don't know how to dance. You look like a sick duck trying to dance a jig." And with that he lead out a big deep rumbling sort of laugh. Raini glared at the man at first not realizing who this rude man was and than realized it was Gustave the nastiest, rudest man in the town who had left to work on his manner and gain money to support himself and maybe a family. And returning home he gained a butt load of money and a future wife in the picture....her...
Short story of a story I wrote... comment below to find out more to the story
Friday, January 15, 2016
On The Inside
Really love this song...When you feel like no one understands what you are fighting inside, remember you're not along. I'm constantly forgetting who holds me in the palm of his hands. Always ready to protect and hold you secure. He loves you no matter what you've done.
We need Each Other
Friday, January 8, 2016
Hope
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
2016
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
The Forgotten Place
To Be Continued....
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