Denice Taylor Rinks
|My dream is to create Art & words that make a difference. Visit me at aestheticalclimate.com Campaign: Stamp Out Homelessness|
Dear Denice Taylor Rinks,
Thank you for the impression, Ma'am. It means a lot coming from you.
With most respect and love,
Dear Denice Taylor Rinks,
Good evening Madam,
Thanks for your impression:)
With great respect,
You & your son Alex are a quite the Artists. Both of you impress me greatly with your work.
Thank you both for frequently viewing my social media profiles. It's nice to be noticed.
I hope my posts have a positive impact on the both of you.
Keep up the great work and may you & your lovely family have a blessed day!!!!
Sweet souls bear a burden so young, so weak, unknowing and afraid.
If we can remember how we all began, born from the womb of our mother.
How can anyone hurt without understanding, without remorse, with such selfishness?
I pray for such understanding, forgiveness and grace for those who strike down another so innocent.
Peace and love flow freely and cover the world with its warm heart!
I'll take the journey even though I'm reluctant.
I feel the pull of the universe inside of me.
But I don't feel I belong... anywhere.
Not that I'm trying to belong, but just that I notice it.
The differences, the judgements, the comparisons...
Not by me, but about me.
I'm destined to be here I know that.
The rest remains unknown...
I'm writing to let you know about something that's been a passion of mine since I can remember.
I've created a campaign called "Stamp Out Homelessness" here on lettrs!
I want to raise money and awareness by offering my original autograf along with one of my artful social stamps. You have a chance to help me make a difference with my art and words!
If you are reading this, please go to my fridge and click on the campaign button and donate. After I receive your request, I will also draw a special one-of-a-kind doodle just for you!
The money will be donated to shelters that help all kinds of humans who are without a safe place to live. I can't express how much this means to m...
It was March 8, 2001.
The moment was a long hard battle to reach. I had braved the elements that had been placed upon my body. Poisoning, viruses and finally chicken pox couldn't kill us.
It couldn't have been more rewarding when the nurse handed him to me! Even though he was giving me blood curdling screams, it was music to my ears and love at first site!
I don't know what I did to deserve my son, but I'll always call him the love of my life.
Time and space closes in
Voluntarily I fall helpless
Only God can give me the strength
I must go on reluctantly through this day
My hope quivering within me
Guide me, love me, give me grace
Before I vanish without a trace!
Beauty fades with each day break
Flaws form from rough edges brushing and crashing against time
Torn between youth and wisdom
Molded scars create a deepened understanding
From this life let there be grace
Forevermore we find the beast!
I put myself here in this place
I was so afraid and fearful of living
I was afraid of becoming a disgrace
But instead I've become something more horrific
My choices reveal their outcome
I can't hide from the fear anymore!
Happy mother's day to You Denice!
Knew that it is Alex's birthday today from Jen's Instagram.
Happy birthday to your son, Denice!
And on this woman's day, it's happy mother's day to You! Nice coincidence, don't you think?
And also many thanks for leaving your impressions on my letters. It feels like I am heard and I might not be wrong after all, when I see the notification that "Denice Taylor Rinks is impressed with your letter!"
Ps: after drafting this letter , I came to your fridge and saw it's Alex's 16th birthday.
I'm looking out at all the beautiful women; sisters, daughters, mothers, friends
We are united by grace, strong in will and full of life!
Our strength comes from deep within a place filled with scars.
Our character challenged, our stature broken, we gather up the courage to go on with our days.
Let it be known that we have a voice! No matter how gentle we sing, we will be heard from the the top of the mountain, down in the depth of the sea!
We bring all our weapons ready to fight. Our weapons are love, compassion, wisdom and God almighty!
As a woman, I celebrate with you on this National Women's Day! May you hold your head high and feel your daggers by your side...just in case! 😉💗
My light shines so you can see
To guide you through the darkest times
Your troubled mind can rest easy
Forget the day with all its heinous crimes
The way is true and full of grace
Follow your heart and pray to love
You'll forever fulfill your destiny in this place
With all you need from up above...
When I look to the sky and wonder how to keep going I come across a letter like yours and a bright star shows me the way, to fill my cup, sip it slowly, and lift my soul to go another day. Thank you.
I've had lettrs on my mind more than usual this week!
Not the actual letters, but this app, I mean, this place.
It's not just an app by any means. It's home to my artwork in stamps and stationary. It's home for my words that I write from my heart. It's where I doodle and sketch my ideas or to make someone else smile or react.
This place, I mean, this home. Where I have a fridge and a kitchen counter with which I can choose to place my prized possessions which I trust will last forever and ever within this social media platform we call "lettrs".
I choose this app, place, home first over any other. My friends, family and penpals live here. It makes this world seem a bit smaller.
When I nee...
Dear Denice Taylor Rinks,
How are you today?
I just saw some videos of Alex's channel. I love the 'Testing My Mom's Knowledge'.
So I just came here to wrote this words, because I admire the way you love your son. It's so beautiful!!!!