Thanksgiving… what do I give thanks for?  Oh my!  The list is endless… Most recently I have to say for that dear, sweet, little, babygirl who attended her first Thanksgiving today. 

She arrived in this world weighing 10 lbs even, after a 24 hour ordeal that ended with a c-section delivery. I sent out a few e-mails with this… that way back in the spring, when I went to work and told the girls in the Culture Lab that I was going to be a grandmother, one of the women who has grandchildren who are nearly adults now, said, "You know…everyone has a hole in them that they don’t even know is there until they have a grandchild to fill it."  I have to smile while I say, "Tis true, tis true…"


About Teresa Cypher

I live with my husband in a humble house in the middle of a tall stand of hardwoods, bordered by soybean and corn fields, in western Pennsylvania. Mother of three adult children and "Grammie" to one sweet little girl, I revel in family gatherings and celebrations. My husband and I care for the gardens on our property--our little corner of heaven, have a glass of wine at sunset, and like to watch the stars come out. Currently working in QC and Development for a Bio-technology Company that produces green, agricultural products. I came into the world a creator of stories. Having been born into a litter, the 7th of 8 children, in a farming family, I have spent most of my life trying to be an individual. My dreams took me there. From the time I was a little girl, I was a thinker, spending any time I could find to be alone--the bastion of undisturbed thoughts, dreaming of other worlds and of fairy-tale love. My mind never shut off-- through the years when thoughts allowed me to escape the everyday world of farm life, to the daydreams while I was raising children and being the cook, the baker, the candlestick maker,and the taxi driver-- all while working full time. It took until middle age for me to realize that my meandering mind was writing stories! Once I sat down and started typing, it took 2 months to write my first book. My biggest challenge at first was getting my fingers to type fast enough to keep up with my mind. My daughter bought me a small digital recorder so I could save my thoughts until my fingers could catch up. The story that I wrote, Across The Night Sky ,was years in the making, and timed well...after I had experienced real life and the joys and heartaches it brings. I think that time gave me a well-spring of experiences from which to merge fairy-tale love with the cynicism adult life creates--while never losing sight of the beautiful and wonderful that love is. Writing is my passion...this incredible discovery in mid life that often keeps me up till the wee hours of the morning. I am so very fortunate to have the opportunity to devote my time to something that brings me such joy.
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3 Responses to Thanksgiving…

  1. Linda says:

    Tis true indeed!  Congratulations!

  2. Ewe says:

    Happy Holidays Willow…I tried twice leaving you my Christmas card, once here and once in your guestbook. I guess Windows Live doesn\’t allow posting of HTML in comments. Hmmmm…myspace does. I guess you\’ll just have to visit my page to see it. You have a very happy holiday stretch here, and make it a safe one, and remember, don\’t drink & drive…I might be staggering across the street and you could hit me, lol.

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