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Friday, May 10, 2013

Support Project HOPE to help moms in need

As moms it seems to be in our genetic makeup to help those in need – a part of our maternal instincts. It is why when we find a worthy cause to support, regardless of our life circumstances, we jump at the chance to make a difference.

Right now we can make a difference by supporting Project HOPE, an organization that “brings health care education and humanitarian assistance to 35 countries around the world.” When we give a life-saving medical gift to a mother in need this Mother’s Day it will help with the important work the organization is doing.

This year donations will help Project HOPE meet their goal of 1,000 healthy moms. The tax-deductible gifts made through their online catalog are translated into lifesaving care. This image gives you more information:

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Since Project HOPE assists individuals and communities throughout the world, donations will be used where they will be of the most benefit to those served by the program. With a donation as small as $10 you can pick a gift to donate in honor of your mother and receive a personalized Mother’s Day eCard. Your donation will provide for urgent needs.

$10 provides needed medicines to children
$25 provides 10 women with anemia screenings
$35 sends important text messages to women with gestational diabetes
$50 provides a cervical cancer screening 
$100 provides vaccines for four children

When you send your mother the gorgeous, personalized Project HOPE Mother’s Day eCard she’ll also get confirmation that the support you pledged in her name is helping Project HOPE provide lifesaving medical care. Go ahead and visit Project HOPE’s catalog to make your mom a part of the 1 in 1,000 Mother’s Day campaign.

Click either image or the above link to get started.

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Disclosure: I’m writing this as a member of BlogPRWire on behalf of Project HOPE. As always, any opinions expressed are my own and were in no way influenced by anyone else. More information can be found in my ever-so-interesting disclosure policy.


Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Path to destiny

DSCF5885Every once in awhile I write a little prose, poetry or a scene from a growing story. Even less often I share it here. This one hit me… Well, sorta. It simmered within me because a topic needed release from within my very soul. Within the depths of me. You know?




Path to Destiny
By Petula Wright

My fingertips grazed the sweet sheen of a cloud, it trickled pass tickling, soothing, nurturing, flowing and feeling… Pulling me forward, giving me hope, strength, love.

Abruptly, from the edges a being caught my senses… forced my attention to waiver. When my gaze returned – it was gone. A mist. Fog-like tendrils dripping, sifting, seeping away.

My outstretched hand met dewy nothingness, tears brimmed my lids. It’s lost. A gasp escaped my lips. My brain reached for it, eyes closed searching to recapture the moment.

Instead brisk, brick-like icy wind – one gust – crushed into and through me. Leaving me breathless. A wall, rejected.

Images wove through my mind.  My lids flickered observing as in a dream. The hope, the strength, the love simmered… like steamy cooked asphalt under a Southern summer sun.

No return. Only a shadow, miles in the distance leaving a simple echo of existence. Head hung. Do I wait? Shoulders slumped. Do I want?

Zero time to wait, wanting needs attention from the sweet satiny, sheen of a gauzy cloud caressing not just my fingertips, but my entire form. Flowing across my face, kissing over my lips, caressing my cheeks, my shoulder, my neck… easing over the roundness of my breasts, encompassing my waist – slowly to massage my back, cuddle my bottom, around my thighs, under my knees, effortlessly … longingly … gently and lovingly embracing my calves and tickling my toes.

All of me. Fingertips to toes. The real strength, hope and love pulling me forward and upward… flowing through me and around, keeping me grounded. Inhaling the sweet scent of it.


© May 2013

DSCF5888Surely you must let me know what you think in the comments. It would be awful to not speak and let me know you read. Liked or not liked. Hopefully liked. When writers express themselves through books, stories, poetry and even blog posts we wait for response. Well, some of us do. For me it’s like I hear the silence of nothingness within the empty columns.

Well, that’s the mind of a creative for you.

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