Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts

Sunday, March 6

A New Beginning

my true blue spirit level bracelet

"The key to change is....to let go of that fear.
-Roseanne Cash

My new website went live on Friday. Here's the full url: http://sherrytruitt.com It also incorporates a new Word Press blog and links to tumblr and flickr and most of the places you can find me. I'm still selling in my lovely little etsy shop too, in fact we will debut our housewares line there.
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I hope you'll visit me and bookmark my RSS feed. That's how I plan to keep up with your blogs.
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It's like that post I wrote last week about Driving Miss Daisy. It's simply time for me to be the driver.
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Life is Change. Growth is optional. Choose wisely.
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Kiss the ones you love,
xoSherry

Friday, March 20

Spring is in the Air




I love the first day of spring, change is in the air and summer is just around the corner. So, I'm having a little sale on my ebony compass jewelry from now 'til the end of Sunday evening.


Necklaces are now $25.00, cuff links $30.00 a pair. That's a $10.00 savings on each, and free world wide shipping.
So, if you or someone you love is contemplating a "change in direction" this just might be the perfect gift. Change, is good.
Have a lovely weekend, and happy spring!


Monday, February 16

Everything Changes.

I have been thinking a lot about the fires in Australia, and how they will forever change the lives of those affected. Not just those who lost loved ones, but those that see a forever changed landscape, who noses fill with smoke when they walk outside and don't know if they will ever feel they have done enough to help.

Each of us has a day, a moment like this. Mine is the day we left El Salvador with our baby son, at the end of a civil war that lasted 12 years and took 75,000 lives.

We left in the early morning still under the cover of darkness, riding past smouldering buildings with their top floors blown off. Men with AK47's roaming the streets unsure what to do. Small groups of children who stood on the toll roads with little bags of nuts to sell. Children as young as seven , who I knew did not have a family and could never be adopted because they could not be identified. It was a beautiful land, full of hope and volcanoes decimated by war.

When we returned home after a long and uncertain journey, I knew my life had taken a turn I had never imagined. I can remember every detail of that last day there. It helps me put everything in perspective and guides much of the way I live my life.