Symbolizing a Journey ─ Learning Lessons ─ Letting Go ─ and Gaining Insight . . . tools that lead to relationships.
Relationships are formed with people, alcohol, animals, battlefields, diseases, drugs, environments, and even our emotions. Whether toxic or nontoxic they’re an integral part of daily living.
Follow Author Nina Norstrom through the journey as she peels off those toxic relationships. The story takes you through the experiences of grief, pain, trauma, and forgiveness. The story weaves lies with love, betrayal with deception and drama with murder.
As the shoe prints are molded in and out of a variety of unhealthy relationships, they’ll leave behind a blazing trail of lessons. Teaching an ultimate lesson for the meaning of relationships, that builds honesty and compassion.
The story in its raw image projects a remarkable voice to the heroic fight and bravery gained when striking back to wipe out the toxicity of deadly relationships. Through its reading, you will discover the importance that life brings many challenges, and that each challenge provides lessons to be learned.
Inside the Excerpts, are sneak previews of what's bubbling:
Preorders are available for April 5, 2016
DETAILS ABOUT THE JOURNEY
Why is the topic so important?
What we do in our everyday experiences brings about important life lessons. We’re living inside the topic each day we inhale anew breathe. In These days and times, toxicity has settled in the environment. Just think about it: every day we wake up we’re on the battlefield fighting a war. And just feeling where there’s: good against evil; sons against fathers; daughters against mothers; nations against nations; drugs against diseases; and the list goes on and on.
As an award-winning author, Not a Blueprint: It’s the Shoe Prints that Matter is a @bookexcellence Award Finalist! Check it out here: www.bookexcellenceawards.com
Over three decades, Norstrom has unmasked the levels of relationships:
pain; abuse; emotions, diseases; work environments; trauma;
and its poison of unforgiveness. In the artistic world, it is those literary creations that demonstrate a measure of personal growth that magnifies those hurdles conquered - from darkness to survival, even her release from incarceration.
While growing and blossoming, she has maintained a healthier lifestyle . . . staying free of unhealthy relationships. Through her experiences, Norstrom has encountered a complete metamorphosis ─ releasing one identity for another. Living inside this transitional lifestyle she states, “I see myself as that long-blooming, rich flower waiting to attract those butterflies. It is there, I’ve come full circle having realized the dangerous effects of toxicity."
Have you heard about the breaking news? Then read on!
Congratulations on the Crowned Heart of Excellence review your book received with InD'tale Magazine. What a fantastic accomplishment! It takes a lot of hard work and perseverance to write a story of such caliber and you deserve this distinction. Enjoy it!
Check out some of the verbiage the reviewer (Chelsea Andersen) had to say from InD’tale Magazine:
Inspiration: Through a journey of love and loss, author Nina Norstrom goes through her life lessons, showing how to deal with challenges thrown in her path. Everything has the potential to develop into a toxic relationship, not just our relationships with people. . . .This is a great book for everyone who loves an inspirational true story. . . .
Listen to the audible (on Amazon) to learn more from this link: http://magazine.indtale.com/magazine/2018/november/viewer/desktop/#page/100
Not a Blueprint: It's the Shoe Prints That Matter
After dating for a year, Dana and Larry finally got married. She’d given birth to a set of twins, a girl and boy. But her baby boy only lived three days and died at the Little Company of Mary Hospital. Hearing that felt numb. Dana had had a little baby I’d never meet, and I felt her pain. As the tears rolled down my cheeks, I felt so empty inside. I wasn’t sure if the emptiness was for my sister and her loss or for not being able to know her little angel. The one thing I knew was that I had to be there whenever she was ready to talk. In the face of her loss, it wasn’t about giving advice, but listening and sharing time with her. I could only hope my presence would make a difference. As time passed, she never spoke about it. And I had to respect her choice — those were her memories.