Books, T-Shirts, Contests, OH MY!

Jewel of Light

General preorders for the Jewel of Light book are open through this week (Dec 7-13) at at a 30% discount.  You may preorder yours today by clicking the image above or This Link. Feel free to contact me if you have any issues with the link or the ordering process, and I’ll get you taken care of.

Contests

Through the next few weeks, there will be several contests running, so be on the lookout for these. You’ll have a chance to win an autographed book and other Jewel of Light inspired goodies!

After you preorder your book, you will be directed to a page with instructions on what to do for the first contest. Good luck to you!

Facebook & Twitter

Jewel of Light has gone social! She would love to be friends with you, and she encourages you to tell your friends about her. Connect with her today. Don’t forget to get the word out with her signature hashtags on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and Pinterest #JOL and #JewelofLight

Pssst . . . Guess What’s Coming in September?

So a little birdie told me that we are expecting very soon, and I couldn’t be more excited!

That’s right!

A new little book about a special superhero should be expected to hit shelves in September.

Here’s a sneak peek of the cover. Jewel of Light is headed your way soon!

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You might also want to check out a previous post about Jewel of Light HERE.

Divorce Sucks

Mommy

Divorce sucks. Yes, I know that isn’t a very “lady like” thing to say, but you know what? I don’t know another way to say it. It absolutely sucks.

Just 10 minutes ago I did one of the hardest things I’ve had to do. I kissed and hugged my babies, and fighting back tears, I told them “Good-bye.” A week and a half may not sound like much to some people, but I’ve never been away from my kids for that long. And I have a pain running from my left arm pit to my chest. Do you know what that is? That is heart pain – literal heart pain.

We watched the movie, Home, last night. In that movie, Oh tries to figure out human emotions and struggles with the fact that Tip is both mad and sad at the same time. He called it “mad sad.” Right now, I am a mixture of mad, sad, hurt, and fearful.

My oldest had to get stitches just 2 days ago, and I’ve been taking care of him since then. I don’t get to tonight . . . or tomorrow . . . or for the rest of the week. I don’t get to love on him and help him feel better when he’s hurting, and I don’t get to reassure him before he goes to sleep that I’m just right here, and all he has to do is call for me if he needs anything or if he’s hurting in the middle of the night.

On top of that, in a few days, my little ones will take their first flight, and I won’t be with them.  They will land in California, and I won’t be with them to experience it for the first time because I have never been there either. They will go to the ocean and feel the sand and salt water for the first time, and I won’t be a part of it. And I won’t be there to keep my oldest company when he doesn’t get to fully experience the ocean water because of his stitches. I don’t get to comfort them when they’re nervous before the plane takes off, and I don’t get to see the wonder in their eyes when they see the water and sea life for the first time. Although my son and I have dreamed and planned for years for this, I do not get to be a part of it, and for their sake, I have to be excited for them and not let them know my sadness.

My mommy heart is absolutely broken, and there’s nothing I can do to fix it. There are several types of moms, and no one type is better or worse than the other. We are just all wired differently. Never would I have thought it when I was younger, but I am the mom who wants to experience every teeny thing with her kids. I mean everything. I want to be with them for the little things, and of course, the big things like this . . . but my life didn’t go as planned, and now both their dad and I have to share the first experiences.

Divorce sucks.

End of story.