The free promotion this weekend was a HUGE success! Thank you to everyone who downloaded my book and a big thank you in advance to everyone who leaves a review on Amazon.
I also wanted to let everyone know that Nana And The Vampires will soon be available in paperback!
Thanks again, and God Bless!
Monday, April 21, 2014
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Weekend Special Promotion
Nana and the Vampires will be available for FREE on Amazon.com From 4/19/2014 To 4/20/2014
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God Bless You!
Cyndy Green
Click here to get your copy!
God Bless You!
Cyndy Green
IS THERE LIFE AFTER KIDS?
In my family we started having children early. My mother had me when she was fourteen years old and my sisters and I all had children in our teens. Being so young meant that I was exceptionally close to my children. I was not much older than they were, and not much more mature. I basically replaced my dolls and toys with living playthings. This is not a lifestyle choice I would recommend to others, in fact I would definitely recommend that you DO NOT start having children at such a young age. It is hard work at any age, but doubly so for someone so young.
Still, I loved my babies! I had three of the most beautiful, intelligent, funny and loving little children on the planet. They were my favorite people and I loved every minute spent with them. No one had more fun with their kids than I did.
Then they became teenagers and the fun stopped. I had three of the most difficult, disobedient, rebellious and (just to be honest) stupid teenagers on the planet. Whatever I said not to do, they did and they did it well and often.
My little darlings were not darling anymore; they were awful.
How I survived those teenage years is a miracle and a story for another time, suffice it to say that I did survive and relatively unscathed. I was tired, so
tired and discouraged. More than that I was disillusioned.
I had such great hopes for my life and for my children. I had imagined that we would be close forever, bound together by the ties of love and kinship. When they turned on me and their teenage hormones drove wedges between us, I thought it was all over. I could not understand them anymore, we no longer spoke the same language, we didn't even live in the same world! All I could do was hope they moved out as soon as school was over and that I could find some kind of support group for parents.
So, I was a failure as a parent. That's how is seemed during those teen years.
Fortunately, my kids grew up and had children of their own.
Grandchildren are wonderful! No, I am not kidding, they are absolutely wonderful! All of my grandchildren are smart, beautiful, funny and so creative and loving.
What a wondrous turn of events, that my three formerly rotten teens grew up and produced these amazing little people! Who knew?
Now, that dream I had of being close with my kids forever? It is coming true. I may have been a failure as a parent, but I rock as a grandparent! I am undeniably a superstar Nana! My grandkids love me and I love them. Because of these spectacular little people, my grown kids and I are closer than ever.
My three children, who were originally so beautiful, intelligent and funny, suddenly are again! Having children of their own brought out not only the best in them, but renewed the love and closeness that we had shared when they were young. They like me now, they really like me!
The answer to the question, 'Is there life after kids?' is yes...but only if you have grandchildren.
Still, I loved my babies! I had three of the most beautiful, intelligent, funny and loving little children on the planet. They were my favorite people and I loved every minute spent with them. No one had more fun with their kids than I did.
Then they became teenagers and the fun stopped. I had three of the most difficult, disobedient, rebellious and (just to be honest) stupid teenagers on the planet. Whatever I said not to do, they did and they did it well and often.
My little darlings were not darling anymore; they were awful.
How I survived those teenage years is a miracle and a story for another time, suffice it to say that I did survive and relatively unscathed. I was tired, so
tired and discouraged. More than that I was disillusioned.
I had such great hopes for my life and for my children. I had imagined that we would be close forever, bound together by the ties of love and kinship. When they turned on me and their teenage hormones drove wedges between us, I thought it was all over. I could not understand them anymore, we no longer spoke the same language, we didn't even live in the same world! All I could do was hope they moved out as soon as school was over and that I could find some kind of support group for parents.
So, I was a failure as a parent. That's how is seemed during those teen years.
Fortunately, my kids grew up and had children of their own.
Grandchildren are wonderful! No, I am not kidding, they are absolutely wonderful! All of my grandchildren are smart, beautiful, funny and so creative and loving.
What a wondrous turn of events, that my three formerly rotten teens grew up and produced these amazing little people! Who knew?
Now, that dream I had of being close with my kids forever? It is coming true. I may have been a failure as a parent, but I rock as a grandparent! I am undeniably a superstar Nana! My grandkids love me and I love them. Because of these spectacular little people, my grown kids and I are closer than ever.
My three children, who were originally so beautiful, intelligent and funny, suddenly are again! Having children of their own brought out not only the best in them, but renewed the love and closeness that we had shared when they were young. They like me now, they really like me!
The answer to the question, 'Is there life after kids?' is yes...but only if you have grandchildren.
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