-The Journey of a lonely abused young girl who becomes a lovely Bride & Wife who suffers from multiple painful illnesses that are Chronic/Hidden and Mental Health issues.
-She enjoys Crocheting, Altered Journals, Beading, Sewing, Quilting,Gardening, DIY furniture Flips when possible and Historical Romances. She also loves poetry. But most of all the Victorian Era of Romance, Manners, Dignity and Integrity.
-Come one... Come All to the Masquerade Ball......
Without you this blog could not be possible and I sincerely thank each and everyone of you who take time out of your busy schedules to visit my little niche of cyberspace.
It is my hope to make new friends and share many wonderful creations together.
I am truly sorry if I tend to complain too much , that is not my intentions, but you know that sometimes you just have to get what is in your heart out in the open to get a better perspective on your current circumstances. Here's my life story for those who are bored enough to actually read it as it is a highly suggested reading if you truly want to get to know the "real" me.
First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Karen Michelle Roth and I’m Bipolar and suffer from PTSD. I am happily married and I own two types of pets, 5 Guppies in a small tank and a sassy medium-sized dog named Pepper.
I was born at Fort Riley at the Irwin Army Hospital. My father was in the military then. We lived in Abilene, Kansas till I was old enough to go to school. My father then moved us to Hutchinson, Kansas in 1977. I do not remember much about my childhood. Over the next few years I was molested, beaten, abused, raped, and stabbed. I was in an abusive marriage before I met my current wonderfully sweet husband, Ben. I have two children that I do not have custody of. My son lives with his father. My daughter lived with my parents until she ran away this year with her boyfriend and his family. I truly want to thank you both for caring so much for my son and daughter. truly pray that she is safe and doing well. Neither of my children wants anything to do with me currently but I pray that will change for the better. In fact, my parents disowned me when I moved to better my life and to be married. I have tried numerous times to obtain my degree, but do to illnesses and the lack of funds I was forced to quit my pursuit of a higher education. My Present Illnesses: I am currently battling Fibromyalgia, Being HLA-B27 Positive, Asthma, Mild COPD, Panic Attacks, PTSD, Anxiety Attacks, Major Depression, Undifferentiated Spondyloarthropy, Concentric Bulging Disc in my L4-L5 region (that is spreading my Fascia nerves farther apart than they should be), Migraines, Seasonal Allergies, Pet Allergy (I WILL NOT GIVE UP MY PEPPER PAWS!!!!), Food Allergies, Both elbows and hands have Tendonitis and Carpal Tunnel. I just discovered that i now have Thyroid Issues (Enlarged with multiple Nodules on both lobes and one nodule that is made up of different materials on my Isthmus (which is the piece of flesh that holds both thyroid lobes together.
I have in the past created a number of blank and lined stationery as well as seed bead earrings I have made. I also crochet ripple afghans for relaxation. Crocheting is my stress reliever. I have just recently discovered the wonderful world of making cards and scrapbooking. It has been therapy for me as it takes my mind to a happier place where I can focus on seeing that I can make others happy with my creations.
It is my dream to eventually open a Non Profit Charity named "Gentle Whispers of Love". I have always been involved with the arts for as long as I can remember. I fully believe that everyone has a creative streak and that some of you just need some coaxing to bring it out.
It is also my dream to be the first one in my immediate family to have made it to and through college. I only have 10 credits left. I have come way too far to quit and give up the ship now. I am a firm believer that anyone can rise above their circumstances and become a better person for it. But I also believe that we should always remember our humble beginnings even if they are painful as they are part of who we are rather we like it or not. Not so much as to dwell upon the hurt and pain but to rejoice in just how far we have come and have grown.
Now that you have come to know me a little bit I hope you will stick around as I have a ton of love to share :o)