I'm Not Bipolar-I'm Just a Fruitcake with a Dream!: Surviving the Emotional Roller Coaster of a Dream Gone Bad

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9781462723591: I'm Not Bipolar-I'm Just a Fruitcake with a Dream!: Surviving the Emotional Roller Coaster of a Dream Gone Bad

Families with Estranged Adult Children have become a silent epidemic with thousands of parents are ashamed, embarrassed, and in hiding. This unique and original book describes in quirky humor, (and some raw emotion) the aftermath of an unexpected and unwelcomed estrangement in this "facetious, firecracker's" family. In what Kristina Louise denotes as "Italian-Yankee, estrogen-depleted, fruitcake's perspective, this book is meant to make you laugh, then cry, then laugh until you cry. Kristina invites you into her life and all her quirky fruitcake behavior as she intuitively incorporates metaphor, visual imagery, and just plain commonsense with a great deal of wit and candor. Kristina will delight her audience with her 21st Century approach to some lesser known historical figures with her humorous, light-hearted, sarcasm in her story-telling; employing some of today's contemporary icons in her own version of her "Me-Tube" scenarios. God loves demonstrating His Infinite and Perfect patience as we endeavor to live out His pre-planned purposes. He is especially delighted after we contradict and complicate His creative ingenuity, and then fall to pieces in intense and immeasurable joy when we see His restorative miracles meticulously ministered to us in all our needs. It is an amazing story!

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From the Author:

I am a genuine octomom who is just a few fries short of a Happy Meal; married to a wonderful man named Michael J. Sakowich; who missed all seven red flags warning him what he was about to endure for 28 years; yet he still chose to marry me. I tell people that my life has consisted of wave trial after wave trial on my ocean of despair. No wave has been big enough to irreversibly sink my titanic ship of happiness, or tip my Poseidon completely over, however I am pretty water-logged.
     I started journaling July 7, 1980 and shortly thereafter wrote at seventeen years old that I wanted to write a book at some point in my life. When I was a baby-Christian, I went to my first women's conference and I was awestruck at the author/speaker and declared right there and then that I desperately wanted to do that. I have said all these years; twenty-two years of them: "I'm gonna write a book someday." I did not realize that I had to live the 22 years to finally have something to write about.
     I knew that like any good book, I was going to have to go through some kind of tidal wave event and survive it to be able to write about it. I had no idea that the tidal wave that I survived was the one thing I loathe more than any other thing in the world; and that is family estrangements. Both my husband and I grew up with it and thought we could move away far enough from our family "plague" to avoid it. We forgot to realize the enemy of God comes with us.
     From the moment my children were able to understand language, I taught them that family estrangements were just about the worse thing anyone could ever do to their family members. As fate/the adversary would have it, my very first adult child became estranged from us at the age of nearly twenty-one. Those past three years, have been a misery like I have never experienced in  my life.  Our Loving and Gracious God never lets us stay down too long; only long enough to master the deep imperative lessons that will change and grow us in His Grace. After we are ingrained with His Grace, He sends us out into the world to help, encourage, and uplift others.
     I adore humor yet greater is my passion for music which is the "blood" that flows through my veins. God used that good ole' Country Music to get me through that horrible time and then He help me use humor to help and minister to others. Laughter truly is the best medicine.
     This past year has been a tremendous challenge attempting to write a book as an estrogen-depleted, Italian-Yankee fruitcake battling peri-menopause.  I write with sincerity and simplicity, and as an author, it is my goal to a writer who most readers will be able to relate to and be encouraged by with my genuine, straightforward, and humorous style of writing. I write as to entertain and enthrall my readers with my imaginative metaphors and creative real-life stories.
My spunk and propensity towards light-hearted sarcasm and facetiousness will energize, enlighten, and embrace any reader with a sense of love and acceptance; regardless of any lifestyle, past blunder or just "dumb decision." With a congenial style of writing, it is my goal to make every reader feel at home with me as if we were age-old friends. As a 2nd generation Italian-Yankee mother in the heart of the Bible belt, I have been described as an open book, generous to a fault, small-town girl, and my personal favorite a "train-wreck with heart."

From the Inside Flap:

Whatever problem we have, God already has it all worked out.Much like the Dow Jones Industrial Average when it becomes artificially inflated, an adjustment is needed and stock falls, so too did I fall when I needed a spiritual adjustment. My fall was like a fall off a type of "Jericho-like wall" that I helped build in Christendom. When I finally did "fall off that wall," I was more Humpty Dumpty than the old egg-man himself.
      God knew He would have to pull a "heavenly rabbit out of His Majestic hat." The Lord's version of the energizer bunny that I needed would be the second greatest passion in my life -- music.  Knowing how much I needed music running through my veins, God tossed into my temporary "darkness" a "Christ-bearing Rock." God likes to throw us completely off track at times and surprise us in very unexpected and delightful ways.
      The "pockets of Light" God used for me at that dark time was that good 'ole' country music. With all its talent it had to offer (plus some delicious eye-candy). I had a new vice to keep me afloat when all I wanted to do was allow myself to drown in a sea of despair.  Idolizing a "young Christ-bearing rock" of country music and his twanging pals gave  me something to hyper-focus on instead of my grief. I had a new reason to sing, and a melody in my heart; bringing dancing and some merriment back into my life.

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