Memory Lane

As I was cleaning up my twitter account, I found some old posts that were fun to read and see. It was a nice trip down memory lane! It is so easy to forget different events, and the cute things the kids have said, so I enjoyed the record of things I have posted. Some of the posts weren’t of happy times, but the majority of them were.

Booth1st

I came upon the picture above. That was the first Young Living booth I ever did, with my amazing up-line leader Sara Wallace. She was so much fun to spend the day with. I was very nervous, but she has an ability (much like her mother) to make me relax. I very much enjoyed doing this booth at the church I was going to at the time. Many years later, I still have only done one other booth. I was alone that time, well, the baby was there. I still enjoyed myself so very much. I relaxed with the help of my essential oils, and focused on meeting new people.

NingXia

I found this picture on my facebook while cleaning it up. I laughed remembering going to work shortly after posting it. My nurse was curious why I posted so excited to show off bottles of wine. No bottles of wine! It is the always needed NingXia Red. Besides, due to Oklahoma laws, we can’t have wine delivered here anyway. Thankfully, I can get my NingXia!

Poet

Then there was this picture my husband took of me after lunch that was provided when I had a poem published. I remember how many dresses I had gone through before I settled on that one. I remember how excited I was. I had loved writing poetry as a child, but I hadn’t written in years. I promised myself that I would keep writing it, but I haven’t written any since my Freshman Composition II class ended.

There were other pictures that I won’t share of a very painful time. Even then, it brought me to a picture of my husband being baptized, a wonderful event! I saw some pictures of a time that I felt was incredibly awful, which was really just the beginning of a great amount of peace. Those trials were necessary for me to grow.

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I will end this post with a picture I took several years ago of one of my kids’ shirt. I can always use the reminder that there is no time for me to focus of the words of those who have nothing better to do that to hate. I choose to move forward, and hope that you will join me.

Blessings,
Sara Sherrell
Rockin’ Oily Momma

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