{"id":1491,"date":"2019-12-09T20:21:25","date_gmt":"2019-12-10T01:21:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/shop.honestreflections.net\/?page_id=1491"},"modified":"2025-08-27T08:42:40","modified_gmt":"2025-08-27T13:42:40","slug":"home","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/index.php\/home\/","title":{"rendered":"A Brief History of Me"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignleft size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"783\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/shop.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/00100sPORTRAIT_00100_BURST20191120092547101_COVER-783x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2825\" style=\"width:196px;height:255px\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/00100sPORTRAIT_00100_BURST20191120092547101_COVER-783x1024.jpg 783w, https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/00100sPORTRAIT_00100_BURST20191120092547101_COVER-229x300.jpg 229w, https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/00100sPORTRAIT_00100_BURST20191120092547101_COVER-768x1004.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/00100sPORTRAIT_00100_BURST20191120092547101_COVER-1174x1536.jpg 1174w, https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/00100sPORTRAIT_00100_BURST20191120092547101_COVER.jpg 1452w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 783px) 100vw, 783px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<p>Raised in the village of Tidal, PA, I entered this world in the last year of the 60\u2019s decade. My life began shortly after man first walked on the moon. I spent my first twelve years on earth running the hills of Tidal, dreaming of one day becoming Laura Ingalls Wilder, the writer. Life took a different path when my father moved our family to Dubois, PA. He intended to give my brothers and me more choices in life. We were involved in school activities and experienced things we otherwise wouldn\u2019t have done. Up until this point in life, I had a child-like faith, believing God was a superhero. When my father passed away shortly before my 17th birthday, that faith wavered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I spent the next ten years of my life battling with a God who had let me down. I struggled in life as I grieved the loss of not only my earthly father, but my heavenly Father as well. My God had let me down; I no longer believed in Him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>After seven long years, I finally received my undergraduate degree in Business Administration. Shortly thereafter, I became a Flight Attendant for US Airways. During this time, God showed me that, even though I had turned my back on Him, He had never left me. As I began my newfound journey with God, I wanted a more settled life, which led to a career shift into retail. I spent the next 23 years enjoying my choice, spending most of that time working for Nautica International as a Merchandise Coordinator. For 16 years, I traveled the roads of Virginia and North Carolina, selling their product.<\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\">\n<figure class=\"alignright size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"803\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/shop.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/Screenshot-50-803x1024.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2833\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/Screenshot-50-803x1024.png 803w, https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/Screenshot-50-235x300.png 235w, https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/Screenshot-50-768x980.png 768w, https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/Screenshot-50.png 914w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 803px) 100vw, 803px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Nashville 2019<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<p>On Oct. 21, 2010, God yet again changed my path when he brought my husband into my life. I had resigned myself to a life of singleness. I was content in my relationship with God; He was all I needed. God knew better; He gave me the icing on the cake for this life. My husband and I married less than two years later. I\u2019ve since left Nautica. In December of 2020, I completed my Master&#8217;s in Strategic Communications.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In 2019, I began writing daily devotions for a private Facebook group. As I began my writing journey, I learned that to become the best writer possible, I needed to write every day. And so I started writing daily devotionals. <span style=\"box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;\">Six years later, I&#8217;ve written over thousands of devotionals and several books, which you can find on my&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/index.php\/books-by-beth\/\" target=\"_blank\">a<\/a><\/span><a href=\"https:\/\/www.honestreflections.net\/index.php\/books-by-beth\/\">uthor&#8217;s page.<\/a>   We also celebrated my 50th birthday in 2019 with a three-week <a href=\"https:\/\/coloradoadventure.honestreflections.net\/\">RV trip to Colorado<\/a>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Currently, I manage six shops throughout Virginia, located in Lazy Daisy. What started as a prayer booth in Yorktown has evolved into book nooks throughout the Commonwealth, showcasing not only my books but also those of friends. Ron and I moved to Suffolk, VA, in February 2025, where we live a quieter existence in the country, surrounded by horses as neighbors. We also adopted a third dog, Ruby, a puppy left at a consignment store in need of a home. She brings joy and laughter to our lives and keeps Sophia and Rocco on their toes, constantly wanting to play.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And so, we continue the journey, still RVing every chance we get, and growing our bouquet of friends in new places.  Each day, I strive to live out my life verses, Mark 12:30-31, loving God and others to the best of my ability.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Raised in the village of Tidal, PA, I entered this world in the last year of the 60\u2019s decade. My life began shortly after man first walked on the moon. I spent my first twelve years on earth running the hills of Tidal, dreaming of one day becoming Laura Ingalls Wilder, the writer. 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